Xie Yan 'er looked at xiajun Zihao. She felt that no matter what, he was still so good-looking. When she saw him, her mood would instantly brighten up, and her heart would bloom with joy.
No wonder her mother used to tell her that she would be happy every minute and second when she was with the person she liked.
Xie Yan 'er was having this feeling right now. Just standing there and watching was enough to make her happy.
Xie Yan 'er took off her shoes and ran to the kitchen."Big brother Hao."
Xiajun Zihao looked at Xie Yan 'er, his gaze gentle."You're back?"
"Yes, yes, it smells so good. Big brother Hao's cooking must be very good."
Xiajun Zihao smiled. He had started learning how to cook when he was in his teens. Back then, he had wanted to take good care of Yan 'er.
When Yan 'er was thirteen, he was nineteen, and he was still cooking for her.
