"Wow, this is delicious!"
Zong Rui put down her phone, focusing on savoring Qi Sheng's cooking.
"If you like it, eat more."
With his woman looking at him so adoringly, Qi Sheng found it nearly impossible to suppress his smile.
"Darling, can you cook for me more often in the future?"
Having experienced Qi Sheng's cooking, Zong Rui instantly felt that even high-end restaurants had lost their appeal.
"We'll see how you behave."
Qi Sheng focused on his meal, silently praising his own skills.
'With cooking skills like these, would I ever have to worry about making money?'
'Too bad I'm not destined to be a chef.'
"So, how do you want me to behave?"
Zong Rui's toes touched Qi Sheng's calf. She blinked her big, beautiful eyes, her gaze tinged with a hint of seduction.
The image of her practicing her 'ball-handling' skills yesterday afternoon flashed through his mind.
Qi Sheng instantly started eating faster.
