It must be said that someone's cooking skills are really quite good, a bowl of simple noodles can be made to taste so delicious that in the end, she even finished the soup to the last drop.
"Full?" Looking at the satisfied little girl, Lu Ziheng raised an eyebrow, his voice containing a warmth he hadn't noticed himself.
"Full." Ran Yu slumped into the chair, comfortably patting her little belly.
Actually, if you ignore the annoying parts, Lu Qinshou was not a bad person - at least he was handsome, wealthy, could cook tasty food, and aside from being a germaphobe, had no other bad habits - if he were just a few years younger…
He wouldn't be unworthy of her.
Watching the man with an obsession for cleanliness tidy up the dining table impeccably and walk away with the bowls and chopsticks, Ran Yu yawned, stood up, and headed back to her room.
After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she almost immediately fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
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