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Help me get the spring onion. Do you know how to peel garlic?

No.

Then can you chop the spring onion?

No.

You dont know how to do anything. Then what do you know?

Dammit. Seriously, woman. What sort of education and training have I undergone since young? I protect my country and slay enemies on the battlefield. I know how to kill people. What do you say I know?

Are you bluffing me? Im used to such scare tactics since I was young.

When they got home, it was a state of chaos in the kitchen.

Huo Yingcheng couldnt do anything he was entrusted with unless it was a low-class task like retrieving something.

Yu Baoer was left working on her own, and in the interim, she even had to squabble with Huo Yingcheng.

She only managed to whip up the meal by 2 pm.

But it was sufficiently sumptuous.

There were quite a few grand dishes of seafood, chicken, duck, and fish.

Although no idea why she prepared so much, she could always put the leftovers in the fridge.

Ive waited a few hours to eat this meal of yours.

Huo Yingchengs stomach had long been rumbling. The moment he sat down at the table, he didnt waste any time talking nonsense and immediately started digging in.

He ate very quickly, but even he had to admit that Yu Baoers culinary skills were indeed not bad.

It wasnt exactly stunning, but Huo Yingcheng found this Chinese home-cooked taste a novelty.

Seeing him enjoying the food, Yu Baoer was rather happy. After all, hearing others compliment her on her cooking gave her a sense of pride.

It was marvelous actually. The two of them originally were unrelated, yet now they could sit at the same table and quietly eat together.

In the past when Huo Yingcheng was still her commander, Yu Baoer had never imagined they could one day be like this.

Since she had eaten right after waking up, she still felt full, so she set down her bowl and chopsticks after eating only a little. Huo Yingcheng glanced at her. You think your cooking is awful?

No way, Im just too full. Ate breakfast too late.

Who asked you to wake up so late?

Well, I also have no idea why you only brought me breakfast at 11 am.

Youve got to blame the peak hour traffic in China. Theres some distance between the major-generals place and your home. Add to the traffic jam, it was pure luck that I was able to arrive by morning.

Huo Yingcheng sounded disgruntled too.

Yu Baoer suddenly fell silent. Why are you treating me so well?

What do you mean by treating you well? Im only taking care of you on account of Qingjiu.

Huo Yingcheng replied matter-of-factly.

But he could always get someone else to run these errands.

Though, Yu Baoer restrained herself from saying this out loud.

She remained quiet until Huo Yingcheng finished eating, then she started clearing away the table.

She naturally couldnt wash the dishes now, so Yu Baoer just put them in the sink for now.

And then she laid on the sofa and played dead.

Huo Yingcheng helped her tidy up her home, sweeping slipshod with a broom a bit, before tossing the broom aside. Im leaving.

Yu Baoers ears moved, but she remained stationary.

Huo Yingcheng didnt mind it either. Youre starting work tomorrow. Work hard at it. Let me know if youre not used to it. I can find you a better job.

With that, he pulled open the door, as though preparing to leave.

Wait a minute!

Just then, Yu Baoer sat up on the sofa and gazed at Huo Yingcheng with a frown. What?

Yu Baoer walked over and suddenly reached out to grab Huo Yingchengs clothes. Because he was half a head taller than her, she had to pull down the mans neck. Youre not to leave!

After saying that, Yu Baoer directly stood on tiptoes and planted a kiss on his thin lips.