Just like every other time they were together for home-cooked meals, Lu Shaoting cooked as he taught Su Ling. From her competent master, she had learnt quite a bit and could now cook simple dishes. Very soon, the meals were ready.
"They look yummy. I can't wait to try them out." Su Ling said.
Lu Shaoting grabbed her waist habitually. "Really? I thought I look more attractive."
Su Ling felt her body burn up from his charming voice beside her ear. She wriggled out of his embrace. "Stop messing around."
"Actually, I think you're more attractive than the food. How about I just have you for dinner?"
He saw her face turn red and stopped messing around.
...
When they were done eating, Su Ling became worried. "It's getting late. I should probably head back now."