Xia Nuan smiled and released Ye Sichen’s hand, “It seems like you have no chance to cook.”

“Thank you, my dear.” Ye Sichen kissed Xia Nuan on her face affectionately.

“I’m your wife. You don’t have to say that.” Xia Nuan adjusted his collar, with love in her eyes.

With a happy smile, Ye Sichen reluctantly separated from Xia Nuan.

Xia Nuan went down to the kitchen, and Ye Sichen turned back to the study.

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