Tan Rou hugged Zhuang Liu's neck and kissed him on the lips, giving him a loving encouragement. "Third Brother, do your best. I'll wait for you!"
Zhuang Liu's confidence suddenly increased. He turned around and walked into the kitchen. "I must make a few good dishes tonight."
Tan Rou chuckled. Zhuang Liu's serious look was too cute.
The coffee table in the living room was filled with fresh fruits. There were still water droplets on them. It was obvious that they had just been washed. Among them, Tan Rou's favorite cherries were the most abundant. They were the same size as the cherries that Xiao Mo had sent over last time, and they tasted delicious.
Tan Rou liked to eat cherries, but she did not eat too much. If she ate too much, she would not be able to eat Zhuang Liu's cooking.
After a while, Zhuang Liu came to the living room. He saw Tan Rou eating cherries. Her pink lips were covered in cherries juice, and he could not help but gulped.
