Long Xiliang: "..."
Bantering with Lu Xiaoyou is never a good idea...
The elevator door opened, and Lu Xiaoyou was carried out by the man. As she saw the man heading towards the bedroom with her, Lu Xiaoyou kicked her legs in his arms and said:
"I want some sweet soup!"
Despite her still craving the sweet soup he made, Long Xiliang feels like he wants to stew her on the spot; she must be sweeter than the soup.
Lu Xiaoyou was placed on a chair by the dining table, as he went into the kitchen to serve her some sweet soup.
Her elbow rested at the edge of the dining table, her palm supporting her chin, as she looked at the man standing by the stove.
A man who can manage the living room and kitchen, where would you find one?
