Eating breakfast, oh no, that's not right, it should be lunchtime.
Yu Chiyin took a seat at the table and immediately received two icy stares bearing down on him.
"Ahem..." He cleared his throat, wearing an innocent yet serious expression, "Axuan, what are you cutting? Hand it to me, I'll do it for you."
Lu Fengxuan curled her lips, articulating each word clearly and forcefully, "No, need! The most important thing about cutting stuff is doing it yourself, only then is it truly, satisfying!"
A killer aura was emanating.
Yep, looking at her more, it was still a killer aura.
"..."
Yu Chiyin closed his mouth and didn't speak anymore, his dark eyes shifting to her hands, and quickly noticed what she was cutting.
A long piece, deep red in color, leather wrapped around a layer of meat.
While Lu Fengxuan held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, cutting with focused and suggestive downward movements.
