Heavy rain poured down from the sky, and under the dense clouds covering the world, the security room behind the Fengming Warehouse seemed a little cozy.
Jiang Feng was eating sour fish made by Bai Zhiqing herself and brought through the rain, while Bai Zhiqing sat with her hands supporting her cheeks, watching him eat.
To be honest, Bai Zhiqing felt a little shy at this moment. This was the first time she made something for another man besides her nominal husband. This feeling was quite wonderful.
Seeing Jiang Feng enjoy his meal was also very satisfying for her. After enthusiastically cooking, didn't she just hope that Jiang Feng would eat to his satisfaction?
"Supervisor Bai, there's too much here, I can't finish it. Why don't you have some too?" Jiang Feng asked Bai Zhiqing as he noticed there was still quite a bit left in the thermos.
