'Is that Brother Lu?'
Li Xiaoning woke up in a daze, smelling the aroma lingering in the air, hearing noise from the kitchen, she struggled to turn her head and cast her gaze.
Sure enough, she saw a familiar tall figure, the man's side profile was handsome, his expression calm and focused. He was wearing an apron, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing two muscular forearms, skillfully maneuvering the spatula in his hand.
Truly a reliable young man!!
For some reason, she stared for two seconds, a subtle, strange stirring emerged deep within her heart, and then she snapped back to reality.
'When did he come? He's probably been here for a while.'
She thought to herself silently, eyes showing guilt.
Not related by blood, yet Brother Lu had to take care of her and her father, she felt really sorry.
This kindness must be remembered, to repay him later. She reminded herself.
"You're awake? Wait a moment, it's almost ready."
Lu Xun said without turning his head.
