"don't cook for others. I get very jealous."

Just as she was about to squeeze his face a third time the main door suddenly opened and Yi Chen walked in. His face sank as he saw those fingers touching his man.

Sensing the tension in the air Mi Mi retracted her hand with a guilty expression. It was then she realised that there were certain mortals one shouldn't even dream of being with because they had their fated match who were equally heaven defying.

Touching her not so flawless skin she suddenly felt like she and Yi Chen were worlds apart. She watched on as Yi Chen walked over his eyes set on one person with a glint of obsession and possessiveness. He pulled Zi Han's wrist his jaw clenched tightly and his face flushed.

What he wanted to ask was, "Why did you let her touch you?" but he ended up turning his palms over checking if his hands were okay.

"Don't cook often. I don't want you to get burnt," he said but what he meant was, "don't cook for others. I get very jealous."