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After living together for a week, Pei Huai had yet to enjoy his girlfriend's loving breakfast, but he already knew how to use the multipurpose pot like the back of his hand!
Today was the seventh day since he made breakfast for Su Ji.
Seven days, no more.
At 9 o'clock today, there was a meeting at the Pei Corporation.
It was 6:30 in the morning. Today, he was going to make coconut chicken soup, black pepper beef ribs, and boiled water spinach for his girlfriend.
The old hen had just arrived by air twenty minutes ago, and it was just enough for two people.
Three dishes in an hour.
A sweet fragrance wafted out from the kitchen.
The dishes were put into the thermal container.
Pei Huai took off his apron with one hand, looking like a surgeon who had just finished an operation.
The kitchen was as clean as before, as if it had never been used.
