After breakfast, helping Qin Zhan bring the dishes into the kitchen, looking at the clean and tidy kitchen and Qin Zhan cleaning up outside, Bi Xia suddenly felt a bit surreal.
'007, don't you think all this is unreal?'
'Fourth Brother can actually cook, do household chores. In my imagination, he should be the type who never touches any chores, walks around high-end places with a cold face all day, and even at home, he should have a dozen nannies or housekeepers.'
'But now, Fourth Brother... makes me feel surprised, but also pleasantly so.'
Facing the silence from the learning space, Bi Xia suddenly remembered that 007 had already played dead in the learning space.
"What are you daydreaming about?" Qin Zhan's voice came from the doorway, followed by the sound of footsteps coming towards her.
Bi Xia shrugged, thought for a moment, and still said, "I just didn't expect you could cook, and also... I thought..."
