Nie Ling was cooking in the kitchen. Chu Tian smelled the aroma of rice as soon as he walked in. When he got home and put his briefcase on the shelf, he went into the kitchen and looked at the prepared dishes with twinkling eyes. "What are we going to eat today?" Nie Ling put down the cutting knife and said, "Let's live our lives." Chu Tian was stunned and didn't know what Nie Ling was doing. He said with a grimace, "What is this?" What are you talking about?" Nie Ling quietly took out the watermelon knife and wiped it. "I'll give you another chance." Chu Tian hesitated in an instant. "Okay, okay, let's do whatever you say." "You're confessing to me." Chu Tian said hurriedly, "You were the first." Nie Ling said succinctly, "You confessed later?" Chu Tian finally knew it, and Nie Ling caught him.