"Alright, I'll get the rice."
The dishes were all her favourite. Huo Chen was an excellent cook, and she was in a good mood to fully appreciate and stuff herself that night.
She offered to wash the dishes but Huo Chen was one step ahead of her, so she leaned against the door and watched him work instead.
His hands… Those hands once held a gun, but now they were washing dishes.
This was unacceptable.
"Chen, let me do the washing next time. You're not suited for it."
If his subordinates found out about this, he would lose all his dignity as captain.
"How is that?" He did not see anything wrong with doing some housework. Besides, he was enjoying this simple life with her.
"It doesn't suit a military man."
"Even the toughest man has a softer side, especially when with his family."
His gentleness was only reserved for her.
Lu Zhaoyang twitched her lips, feeling deeply moved.