Who Did You Fight With?

Su Yue turned around without another word towards the kitchen.

He looked at her hand that was hanging by her sides; they were slender and looked as if it only touched exquisite things. If she accidentally scalded herself, his crimes would be unforgivable.

Sigh!

Young Master Ming heavily sighed to himself and stood up. He spoke to Su Yue, "Yueyue, let me do it instead."

He rose and caught up with her with huge strides. He stepped into the kitchen.

Su Yue stopped at the entrance of the kitchen and vaguely responded with an 'oh.'

Ming Ansheng was already used to her pride and eccentricity, so he didn't expect that she would thank him or be grateful to him.

Ming Ansheng rolled up the sleeves of his red shirt and tied an apron around his waist.