It wasn’t until after seven in the evening that Ning Chu finally wrapped up her work.

A full table of dishes, along with pork bone soup and a bowl of longevity noodles—this was the fruit of her entire day’s labor.

Yet, she still couldn’t stay idle. She busied herself cleaning up around the induction cooker, which was surrounded by chaos after her cooking marathon.

Wen Yang, unable to hold back, approached her, grabbed her little succubus tail, and led her toward the coffee table.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

“Let’s eat first. I’ll clean up after dinner.”

“Don’t touch my …