C71 Don't Cry

Fresh meat and verdant vegetables were spread out on the chopping board in succession. All of them were sliced into even fine threads by the kitchen knife.

The rhythmic tapping sound of the vegetables being cut fell into Huo Lingye's ears, causing his gaze to soften as it landed on Lin Yinuan.

It had been a long time since anyone had prepared food for him in the kitchen of this villa