"Alright, then I'll make some Dragon Well Shrimp."
The two of them had a clear division of labor and got busy, finding a certain warmth and romance within the hustle and bustle of cooking.
"duo~duo~"
Seeing Li Peifeng focused on chopping vegetables, the sunset's afterglow streamed through the window, casting a golden sheen on his flawless and handsome profile. Even after seeing it countless times, Wu Wenyue couldn't help but be moved, instinctively imagining how wonderful their life would be after marriage... What nonsense!
This scoundrel wouldn't just marry me, how would life be after marriage? Dividing a week of seven days among four people doesn't work. Even if you count by months, it doesn't divide evenly! But with three people, thirty days in a month means each person gets ten days on average, clear and simple.
Wu Wenyue sighed, "How did you deal with Old Zhao yesterday? Why didn't she come upstairs?"
"duo~"
