Time passed.
Chen Jincheng walked out of the bathroom, holding Zhu Ling in his arms with a satisfied expression.
She lightly tapped his chest. "Boss, you're so bad. I came over with the kind intention of cooking for you, and you just bullied me for over two hours."
"I'm all used up... It really hurts."
"So you don't like being bullied by me?" Chen Jincheng retorted.
She rolled her eyes at him. "Even if I do, you still need to have some self-control."
"Zhu Ling, could it be that you're just too delicious? That I want to control myself but just can't?" Chen Jincheng said with a smile as he picked up her fallen clothes from the floor.
She was still quite happy to be praised like that.
After taking the clothes, she looked at him and said, "I'm going to make you something good to eat. I just learned how to make traditional clay pot rice."
