It looked like their lunch today could only be tomato and egg noodles.
It was already the deep of winter. After Gu Xize turned on the stove to boil water, he went to the living room to switch on the air conditioner. Then he went back to the kitchen, first scalding the tomatoes in boiling water to peel them, and finally chopping them into dices.
His movements were skilled and serious, the epitome of a domestic man.
Yun Sisi came downstairs fifteen minutes later, her hair damp, wrapped in a bath towel, her bare feet pattering on the floor.
As she descended the stairs, she spied Gu Xize placing a steaming bowl of tomato-topped noodles on the dining table.
"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?" He looked up to see her wrapped only in a bath towel. His gaze slowly moved downward, and upon noticing her bare feet, he sighed helplessly, "Go back and put on some clothes. Come down to eat the noodles after you've dressed."
