978 I Dont Belong to Only You (1/2)

Lu Yan held a spatula while he stir fried some vegetables. With the mention of his amputated right leg, he didn't have any expression on his face.

”You want to know about it?”

”You can't tell me about it again?”

He had many secrets, his identity, his sudden death three years ago, his amputated right leg…

He couldn't tell her about any of that.

Lu Yan picked up his chopsticks, bringing a prawn to her mouth. ”Why do you ask since you already know? Here, have a taste.”

”Oh.” An'an opened her mouth and ate the prawn.

At the next moment, she knitted her brows. ”It's so salty, did you put too much salt?”

Lu Yan tasted the prawn. Hmm, he really did put too much salt. He had only started learning cooking during the three years he spent in the mountains, but it was a shame, his culinary skills still remained equally bad.

It seemed he was born to be a warrior and wasn't suited to be in the kitchen.

”Let me throw it away and recook it.” Lu Yan was already preparing to pour the prawns into the bin.

But An'an quickly stopped him. ”It's such a waste to throw it away. Never mind if it's too salty, we can just add some sugar to it.”

She then added a spoonful of sugar into the prawns.

Lu Yan picked up a prawn and tasted it. ”Did you just put too much sugar?”

”Let me try.”

An'an tasted it and her brows knitted. She had indeed put too much sugar and combined with the salt that he put earlier on, it tasted really weird. The flavors were far too intense.

An'an put down her chopsticks, sticking her tongue out guiltily. ”Ha, haha, I don't know how to cook either.”

Lu Yan ruffled her hair. ”Never mind if you can't cook, even though my cooking isn't that good, you won't die from hunger being together with me.”

Hearing this, An'an's heart was filled with joy, she instantly held his muscular arm. ”But your culinary skills are so bad, what am I going to eat?”

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes. Little rascal, it was already good enough he was going to provide her with some food, how dare she even complain.

He lifted his arm, wanting to rap against her head.

An'an quickly hugged him with a sweet smile on her face. ”Your culinary skills are so bad, I'm going to have to brush up on mine. Comrade Lu Yan, let's work hard together.”

How could she leave him to cook alone?

She would also work hard at it.

With the delicate body in his arms, Lu Yan smiled as he looked at her lovingly. This little fool also knew how to dote on him…

…

The next day.

An'an just got up and she received a call from Delia.

Lu Yan pulled his pants up, the corners of his lips hitched up in disdain. ”Where is Delia going to take you this time?”

An'an waved her phone around cheekily. ”We're meeting in his room tonight.”

Lu Yan's expression changed, he pursed his lips into a firm straight line.

”Ah Yan, Delia must have brought the stamp everywhere with him. It's definitely in the room, if he doesn't bring it around with him. It's a golden opportunity for me tonight, I'm going to make sure to find that stamp and take it out with me.”