Yu Jingchen smiled, looking particularly refreshed. "Anything is fine!"
"Hmm... then I'll cook dumplings for you," An Ning said.
"Okay!"
Grandma Yu quickly said, "Why not let the auntie do it? Ningning has to study."
But An Ning was quite insistent. "Grandma, it's okay. I want to cook for Uncle. Besides, it's simple; the dumplings are already made and frozen, I just need to cook them for him to eat."
After speaking, An Ning quickly escaped to the kitchen.
Turning on the tap to prepare the water, An Ning internally complained about Yu Jingchen from head to toe.
Blame that lech. I told him not to make a loud noise, but he wouldn't listen, had to make a noise.
Great, now everyone knows.
She swore never to let him touch her again here, never to be alone with him in the same room.
...
Yu Jingxi nudged his older brother, asking in a pleading tone, "Next time, can you two keep it down? Do you know how much stress that puts on us?"
