Don't Come Too Close to Me

Lin Nuan looked towards the direction of the spacious kitchen and saw Fu Huai'an biting on a cigarette, his slender, bony fingers preparing the ingredients.

She put down her bag since she had no way to leave. She hesitated for a while, but Lin Nuan felt uneasy just sitting there and waiting for him to prepare the food, so she decided to help.

Just as she was going to take off her sweater, she thought about it for a second and kept it on. She rolled up her sleeves and walked toward the kitchen, asking, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Fu Huai'an glanced at her with his unfathomable eyes. "Can you cook the rice?"

Lin Nuan nodded.

The kitchen was especially silent. She rolled up her sleeves to rinse the rice and put it inside the new electric cooker.

The kitchen was well equipped with new supplies.

Lin Nuan guessed Fu Huai'an barely cooked there.