"What are you saying?" That pure and aloof 'flower on a high hill', how has he changed so much? Annoying!
Luo Yanqing let out a low chuckle from his throat. He put down the kitchen knife, picked up a clean white cloth to wipe his hands, and then turned to embrace Kang Li in his arms, "Sweetheart, we're a married couple. It's no big deal if our feelings are seen by my brother and Yiyang—they'll just think we're close."
Kang Li: "..." Does this man not understand the term "spreading dog food"?
Oh well, even if he doesn't, his previous interactions with her must have made her brother and nephew thoroughly fed up.
"The buns in the pot are almost done, and the porridge on the stove is ready too. Once the buns are done, I'll start stewing the dishes. Why don't you go back to the living room and rest? No need to freeze here."
