Central living room.
The two people's breaths intertwined so closely, until Gu Zixuan blushed first, awkwardly lowering her head.
Only then did Feng Chengjin pause for a moment, withdrawing his gaze.
After disinfecting her face, he quickly stood up.
"I'll make you some food."
"Mm, thank you." Gu Zixuan, whose mood had fallen, didn't know what to say.
Only after saying this and hearing the sound of washing vegetables from the kitchen two minutes later did she look up in surprise.
He can cook?
In the kitchen, at the sink, Feng Chengjin washed the tomatoes while his gaze was deep and contained.
As his fingertip slid over the surface of a tomato, there was an odd slight pressure...
When it was time to eat, looking at the fragrant tomato beef pasta in front of her and the elegant fork and plate, Gu Zixuan's eyebrows trembled again.
Feng Chengjin brought two crystal glasses, sat opposite her, and opened a bottle to pour red wine.
