This is still in the living room, and in front of Dad, he wouldn't dare to go that far, right?
Just as these messy thoughts flashed through her mind, she saw him take off his black suit jacket and throw it over her.
He took off his clothes?
"Hold this for me," the man tossed out four words indifferently, "I'm going to cook."
After speaking, he rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt and turned towards the kitchen.
As soon as he entered, Gu Nanqiao finished peeling the apple in her hand.
She cut the apple into small pieces, stuck a few toothpicks in them, and handed them across to Gu Yuanshan.
Her gaze involuntarily stole a glance toward the kitchen as she whispered, "Dad, just wait, his cooking is really delicious."
She wasn't exaggerating his good points or traits on purpose; her words were the honest truth.
Gu Yuanshan took a piece of apple, "You should be ashamed, a girl who doesn't know how to cook and keeps expecting men to do it."
