When it came to going home, the girl's pretty face lit up with a bright smile.
Even though it was just a rental, living with her boyfriend felt like a cozy little home of their own.
Riding the little electric scooter, they zipped back to the rental community.
Luckily, she bought it, otherwise carrying all those big and small bags would've been quite a hassle.
Time was getting late, so they started cooking. Qin Shiqing was the chef, and the guy helped with prepping the ingredients.
Actually, Su Zelin's cooking skills were better than his girlfriend's. After all, in a previous life, he was half a foodie, having tasted various home-cooked dishes, high-end cuisines, and rare delicacies, and had learned quite a bit himself.
But when his girlfriend helped with cooking, Su Zelin often preferred not to lift a finger.
Though Qin Shiqing had seen Su Zelin's skills with a knife before, she was still amazed at how quickly he handled a large pile of ingredients.
