After that, Xiao Ba and Xiao Sui returned to the space to recuperate.
The two went to the market to buy some vegetables, and after returning to their residence, Leng Changrui took these vegetables into the kitchen. Ever since Xiao Yao injured her hand cooking last time, Leng Changrui no longer allowed his junior sister to cook; she could only help out on the side.
Changing into home clothes, Xiao Yao leaned against the kitchen door, watching the man in home clothes and an apron preparing dinner for her. The man in the kitchen would occasionally glance at her while cooking, making her feel utterly happy. No matter how much suffering she had endured, it was all worth it at this moment.
Xiao Yao walked behind Leng Changrui, embraced his waist, and leaned on his back, feeling secure and warm.
"What's wrong, are you hungry?" Leng Changrui, who was stir-frying, couldn't see his junior sister's expression and thought she was hungry. "Just wait a little longer, it will be ready soon."
