These words can easily lead people to think the wrong way. Quickly realizing her own impure thoughts, Fan Rou hurriedly withdrew the inappropriate ideas.
She didn't take the apron from Lan Shao's hand. "No, you promised to cook for me."
Lan Shao didn't insist and hung the apron back up.
Lan Shao's cooking skills were quite good, even a bit better than her own. Fan Rou ate happily, while also making a little plan in her mind.
After getting married, she could let him do the cooking.
"What are you thinking about?" Lan Shao poured Fan Rou a cup of coffee.
Fan Rou sat in a rocking chair, looking outside. "I'm thinking about whether you often cook."
"Depends on whether I'm busy. If I'm not busy, I'll cook something myself." If I am busy, I just handle it casually.
Isn't everyone like this?
"Why don't you hire a maid?" With his ability, he could afford one.
"I can take care of myself, why would I hire a maid?" Lan Shao looked at her amusingly.
