At the instigation of his friends, seventeen-year-old Zhu Chen asked Yue Jia after an evening self-study: "Can you cook?"
There was a faint green shadow floating in the young man's eyes, and his eyes looking at her were as calm as ever, "It's not bad."
Twenty-seven-year-old Yue Jia was looking at the beautiful girl in front of her in the snowy sky in Ningcheng, her eyes filled with emotion.
"Zhu Chen, do you want to marry me? I will cook for you every day."
Intent: Realistic love