Shen Shuyi glanced at the kitchen, where there was a basket of eggs in a bamboo basket. "Brother Yan, can you teach me how to make egg rolls later? The ones you made this morning were especially delicious, and I want to learn too."

"I'll make it for you once I learn how!"

"Okay, I'll stew the chicken first." Yan Zheng specially asked someone to buy a chicken, which was then chopped up and delivered.

He deftly opened the coconut and poured out the coconut water, which he would use to stew chicken later.

Shen Shuyi took out a small knife. "I'll help you."

She can peel coconut meat!

Yan Zheng was worried that she would cut her hand, so he said, "Why don't you help me soak some shiitake mushrooms? I can cut out the coconut meat while I'm at it."

"Okay..." She put the knife down to soak the shiitake mushrooms, and casually grabbed a small handful of goji berries to soak along with them.

Yan Zheng was efficient and quickly started stewing the coconut chicken.

Seeing the girl bustling around, and noticing her hands were red from washing, he quickly pressed her shoulder and led her to a bench outside to sit down.

"I'll just cook one more dish."

“Okay~” Shen Shuyi sat and watched Yan Zheng’s busy figure. He was wearing a white vest and black trousers, standing in front of the stove cooking with an upright demeanor.

That narrow waist, those long legs, the man's skin was a healthy wheat color from being bathed in the sun, his arms wielding the spatula were firm and powerful, and there were visible veins on the back of his hands.

He seemed to have inexhaustible energy.

Shen Shu observed as he skillfully plated the stir-fried duck with scallions and ginger, releasing a rich aroma.

She walked over and sniffed. "It smells so good, Comrade Yan Zheng. What other dishes would you like to make?"

Yan Zheng was washing the pot, clearly indicating that there were still dishes to cook.

"There's also a scallion tofu."

"Wow~ so many dishes!" Their food was already top-notch, yet there were two meat dishes in one meal.

Yan Zheng looked up at her and was struck by her bright, smiling eyes, his heart skipping a beat.

"Shuyi, take the dishes out first. The scallion tofu will be ready soon."

"Okay." Shen Shuyi grabbed Yan Zheng's arm, stood on tiptoe, kissed him on the cheek, and ran away.

Yan Zheng almost dropped the spatula; his ears and cheeks immediately burned.

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