After finishing their breakfast, Li Xiaolu patted her stomach in satisfaction. I wish I could eat something like this every day...
Looking at Zhehan she felt that unless you see from your own eyes, one should not believe rumors at all. He is very different from what she has heard about him.
People say that he is cold, ruthless, emotionless, scary, a devil but she couldn't see any of these things in him.
According to her, he is shameless, pervert and a great cook. He can be a bit domineering but he is not scary. Whenever he is around her, for some reasons she feels secure.
He does kiss her, sometimes even teases her but she never felt disgusted by him or his touch. Instead, she feels very comfortable around him.
Feeling someone staring at him Zhehan looked from his phone, "I know I am handsome but you don't have to stare so much... "
Rolling her eyes she scowled, "I am not staring at you. I am wondering why are you sitting in a towel? Don't you have clothes to wear? "
