Prince, Not Tonight

Since it was a reunion dinner, of course, everyone had to put in effort to cook it.

Naturally, Tang San would not have the chance to sit back and enjoy the show. He was sent to the stove to be in charge of adding firewood.

However, because the chef was called Yun Fei, Tang San was still very happy with the distribution.

He was squatting in front of the stove, poking at the stove. When he saw the fire, he did not look like he was going to extinguish it. He immediately took a break and looked at Cloudfall, who was swinging a spatula next to the stove with a smile on his face.

He had not expected Yun Xu to be able to cook.

A little swindler like her would always stay up and about every day. She had no fixed abode, and her life was difficult as well. Logically speaking, her culinary skills shouldn't be that good.

But Cloudburst's culinary skills were amazing.

At the beginning, Tang San didn't believe it. When the first dish, the Dragon Tooth, came out of the wok, he had to bear the pressure and taste the first chopstick.

Delicious, very delicious.

It was a very simple ingredient and the kitchen was also very simple and crude. However, the quality of the dish was comparable to that of the imperial chef.

Salty and light, after eating the remaining fragrance on the cheek, the heat is just right.

Tang San didn't expect her to cook, but this was an additional surprise. When the Dragon Tooth meat entered her stomach, she felt a sense of happiness filling her chest.

At this moment, Yun Xu, who was wearing a headscarf and standing behind a big pot shrouded in smoke, was sweating slightly. His eyes were focused, his lips were pursed, and his face was serious – in fact, it made people want to rush over to take a bite of her.

Tang San was definitely a do-gooder.

Just as the thought came to mind, he stood up and was about to be intimate with her, but it seemed as if Yun Xu had eyes on the side of his head. With a spatula, he ordered grandly, "Watch the fire!"

Tang San awkwardly squatted back down, but when he lowered his head, he couldn't help but laugh.

Everything was new, everything felt new, and every word and gesture was filled with happiness. It made him dizzy and unreal, but it was full, as if he had spent the first half of his life just because of a few days of infatuation.

Even these two words, 'looking at the fire', made Tang San happy.

It was as if they had been like this for eight or ten years, and the laughter of the radishes outside was coming from their children. She cooked, he watched the fire, and while the fire burned, he looked up at her attentive face, slowly, gradually, wrinkled and full of hair.

"They're all saying look at the fire, look at the fire! There's no more fire!" While Tang San was lost in thought, Cloudburst's big spatula came slapping over once again.

Tang San's reaction was swift. He moved back his shoulder and dodged the attack of the spatula. His gaze swept over the stove. Indeed, the fire was gradually weakening.

He also felt that he was in the wrong. When Yun Fei turned around and walked to the stove, Tang San braced himself and was about to concentrate on looking at the stove when Steamed Bun, who was responsible for carrying the water, came in with two buckets. He picked up the carrying pole and put it on the ground, walked up to Tang San with a loud voice and said, "Third Brother, Little Tree is looking for you. He wants you to go out for a while."

Tang San's Liu Ye narrowed her eyes and stood up before walking out the door.