“You… What are you doing?” An Lan met his deep gaze, her heart thumping wildly.

Didn’t he promise that he wouldn’t touch her? She could even sue him if he kissed her.

Xu Baohan stopped a finger away from her, his lips curling into a meaningful smile. “I should be the one asking you the question. Why did you move away from me?”

An Lan was embarrassed, wondering if she had misunderstood his intention.

“You… moved too close to me,” An Lan said nervously. “I’m a woman with beauty and wealth. I just don’t know what you’d do…”

She didn’t finish her sentence, but he should understand.

“Mr. Li had recorded the video before we set off, so you could sue me if I stole only a kiss from you today.” Xu Baohan reached out his hand and tucked the strand of stray hair behind her ear. His tone was gentle as he said, “Where’s your kitchen? I’ll go cook noodles for you.”

“…”

An Lan had been so focused on his gentle and seductive touch of his finger that she was stunned by his sudden change of topic.

“I’m here to cook noodles for you,” Xu Baohan reminded her.

An LAN jolted awake and pushed him away, gritting her teeth in embarrassment. “Since you know you’re here to cook noodles, why did you move so close to me?”

“I wanted to tidy your hair,” Xu Baohan smiled faintly.

“Thank you so much.” An Lan glared at him. “The kitchen is on the right, the noodles are in the cabinet above the range hood. The ingredients are in the fridge,”

“Okay.” Xu Baohan walked into the kitchen.

“Oh right,” An Lan called out to him, smiling. “If the noodles aren’t delicious, you don’t have to come next time.”

“I know that.” Xu Baohan walked into the kitchen calmly.

An Lan entered her bedroom and changed into her home clothes. The kitchen door was open, and Xu Baohan was chopping onions with his sleeves rolled up.

The warm yellow light fell on his shoulders, giving a halo.

An Lan stared at him for a while, suddenly feeling a little absent-minded. How long had it been since the last time she invited someone to her home?

What was married life like? Was this how a couple’s life like?

One cooked while the other waited.

She was lost in her thoughts for a while, then walked into the kitchen and took out a cup from the cupboard. “Do you want warm water or hot tea?”

Xu Baohan turned his head and was stunned. The woman behind him had changed into a light purple Japanese-style house dress. The makeup on her face had also been removed, and her skin was clean and clear, like a peeled egg. Her collarbone was sexy, and she did not have the aura of a iron woman, instead, she looked quiet and elegant.

He was lost in his thoughts, and the knife in his hand did not stop until he felt a pain in his finger.

“Your finger…” An Lan noticed it and went out to get a band-aid. She handed it to him.

“Thank you.” Xu Baohan wrapped it around his finger.

“Do you really cook at home?” An Lan sighed. “You cut your hand while you chopped the green onion.”

“Yes. But I don’t have such a beautiful woman by my side when I cook at home.” Xu Baohan glanced at her. “I was distracted just now.”

Even An Lan, who was often praised by others, couldn’t help blushing. “So it’s my fault.”

“No, it’s because of my inexperience.” Xu Baohan shook his head. “I acted like a teenager.”

“Is there a teenager as old as you are?” An Lan looked him up and down, trying not to laugh.