His gaze was too intense, intense enough to make Ye Ranran struggle to ignore it.
"What are you looking at?" She slightly dodged his eyes.
Song Ze was there, yet he didn't seem to know to avoid suspicion, and the marks on her body hadn't even faded yet, this lecher.
"Naturally, I'm looking at my wife," Jun Mochan's gaze became even more focused.
Ye Ranran's cheeks flushed even redder, as if they had been dyed with the glow of dawn, red as if bleeding.
Unable to stand it anymore, Ye Ranran closed the door to the kitchen, and soon, delightful laughter could be heard from the living room.
Ye Ranran rolled her eyes but felt as if she had eaten honey inside.
After finishing the cake, Ye Ranran carefully tried a bite, and apart from being too sweet, it had no other flaws.
As for what it looked like? What was that? Ye Ranran didn't know.
So, as long as it was edible and not poisonous, that was good enough.