"Miss Ai, action is better than writing!"
"Hehe! I'll come help you wash the veggies right now." With the pen between her teeth and tucked along with her notebook into her apron pocket, Ai Lun came over with a beaming smile. She took a few peeks at her from behind and suddenly embraced her tightly from the back, clicking her tongue and saying,
"Little girl, your body is so soft—holding you in my arms is just irresistible!"
Struggling a bit, Zhan Se smiled and raised the vegetable knife in her hand.
"Go on! Don't believe I'll chop you?"
Ai Lun dodged with a snicker but kept hugging her without letting go, teasing her.
"Miss Zhan, isn't this pose the classic kitchen embrace?"
Looking down at her arms wrapped around her waist, then glancing back at her eyes, which were full of mischief, Zhan Se laughed and untangled herself saying,
"Correct, it's classic. But Boss Ai, you've got the roles reversed!"
