"Brother, let me do it."
Holly walked into the kitchen and skillfully cleared the things on the counter, making the previously messy counter much cleaner in an instant.
Leo watched Holly skillfully cleaning the counter and suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
"What do you want to eat?"
Holly tilted her head slightly to look at Leo, slowly asking.
She had always been good at cooking, learning to be self-reliant from an early age.
"Let's order takeout, or I can take you out to eat."
After a moment of silence, Leo said, not wanting Holly to cook.
Girls should be pampered. The kitchen, with all its heavy grease and smoke, was not the place for Holly, Leo thought.
Observing Holly's skillful actions, Leo realized she must have cooked a lot before. He suddenly felt quite useless, not even able to make a simple dish.
"Home-cooked meals are healthier. Brother, let Holly make you breakfast."
Holly tilted her head slightly as she looked at Leo, seriously speaking.
