Steamed

When the two emerged from the bedroom, they headed to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

"Let me do it.." He said to her.

Song Jia's brows shot up.

"You'll cook?"

He nodded.

'Does he know how?' She doubted.

"Well, alright then.. I'm looking forward to it. If you need my help–"

He shook his head. "Go.. go.. Just relax there in the living room.."

He declined her attempt to help, making her sit on the couch, even turning the TV on for her.

"Pfft.." She chuckled, amused at his actions. "Okay.. okay.."

She leaned against the couch and started watching the Western movie while Sun Xun started to get busy in the kitchen by himself.

She glanced at him every now and then, checking if he was still alright.

But every time she did, he would catch her and he would place his hands on his hips as if reprimanding her.

She laughed at this absurdity and decided to leave him be. Anyway, she was close by in case of any mishap.