Anran put the bouquet of Roses in a Vase and placed it in the room. She sat on the bed and read a book, but she didn't look at it at all. Her eyes would always float to the flowers, and then she would smile foolishly as she looked at them.
Su Yicheng made dinner, and it was all her favorite dishes. In fact, she also found it strange. She didn't even tell him what she liked to eat or what she didn't like to eat, but every time he cooked, it was almost all to her liking. In fact, she was very touched by his considerate care, and when she ate the food, her heart always felt sweet and warm.
As they had agreed before, he would cook the rice, so she would be the one to clean up the dishes. This was considered a division of labor, and it was fair. So, after dinner, Anran was still the one cleaning up the dishes. However, tonight, a certain someone was very attentive and offered to help, but she firmly rejected him.