Liu Chen was having a tough time. After bringing a female celebrity home, he had to buy groceries, cook, and take care of this little diva all the way through. Luckily, she said she could pay Liu Chen, otherwise, he'd never do it even if beaten to death.
Soon, plate after plate of exquisite dishes were served on the table, making Jian Songer's already hungry stomach rumble with anticipation. She hadn't expected this man to be able to cook, and the aroma was simply enticing. Usually, it's women who are known for cooking, but now it seems Liu Chen is more of a woman than women themselves!
"Mmm, delicious!"
Jian Songer picked up a piece of lotus root with her chopsticks. Just one bite, and it was crispy and tasty, with a flavor that lingered for a long time.
This might be the best dish she's ever had.
"Since you can cook, how about you cook for me exclusively in the future?" Jian Songer said to Liu Chen.
"No way!"
