When Tang Zui came home, he saw the busy figure in the kitchen as he walked through the entrance. The smell of cooking that could make one salivate filled the entire house, and his chest immediately turned warmer upon smelling that.
Gu Mian heard the sound, turned around and looked over at him. She saw that it was Tang Zui who had come home, and she gave him a shy smile. "You're back. Go and wash your hands and change your clothes. Dinner will be ready soon."
"Alright." Tang Zui changed his shoes and walked inside, and his gaze that was upon her was extraordinarily gentle.
Gu Mian felt embarrassed under his gaze as she turned around and continued to cook.
Tang Zui stared at her back for a few seconds before he came back to his senses. He went to the bathroom in the living room to wash his hands.