"Are you staying for dinner tonight?" Mu Qiuniang asked him.
"Yeah, I'll leave after dinner. I have classes tomorrow, and it's closer to the school from the orphanage."
"Then you sit here for a while, and I'll go make dinner."
"Let me help you out." Jiang Nuo was very eager. Actually, he just wanted to spend more time with her.
"Okay." Mu Qiuniang did not refuse.
The two of them started bustling in the kitchen like a little married couple. Although Jiang Nuo wasn't skilled at cooking, he had no problem helping out by washing vegetables and such.
She chopped vegetables with her head down, and he watched her by her side.
When she poured oil into the pan, he would help by handing over the oil bottle, spatula, and plates.
In the amber light, their cooperation was seamless, warm, and beautiful.
A faint sense of warmth rose in Jiang Nuo's heart, and he even felt a sense of "such tranquility in life," as if they were meant to be like this.
