In the cozy bedroom:
An Ge nestled in Bo Liang's arms, full of sleepiness, but Bo Liang was quite enthusiastic. Although he had ended the call, he was earnestly studying the method.
Hmm...
When it came to Chinese cuisine, Bo Liang wasn't very skillful.
The thing Bo Liang usually prepared the most was Western food.
Back at the military district, he almost always ate at the canteen... In short, the simpler, the better.
The process of making Chinese food seemed much more complicated.
An Ge was really exhausted, falling asleep in Bo Liang's embrace, his large hand wrapped around the woman's slender waist.
An Ge... was still too thin.
In the past few years, An Ge's appetite had never been great.
There are times when one has to admit how important diet is.
...
The next day when An Ge woke up, she saw the headline news from Moscow.
Jayne, the son of the Italian Mafia leader Rosen, had an incident in prison.
An Ge: "..."
