Night.
Small kitchen.
The sound of chopping rose in bursts.
Dong Xuebin pretended to wash vegetables, but his heart burned as he stared unblinkingly at the rise and fall beneath Sister Luo's clothes.
Up...
Down...
Up...
Down...
It was especially rhythmic.
Her chest seemed to be dancing.
Luo Haiting suddenly turned her head. "Hm? Xuebin?"
Dong Xuebin hurriedly shifted his gaze. "Yeah."
"You've already finished washing those. Are you watching me chop vegetables?" Luo Haiting asked with a smile.
Dong Xuebin immediately turned off the faucet. "Yeah. You chop so beautifully. My cooking is passable, but I'm nowhere near as good as you at chopping. I have to admit it. I cut one slice at a time, so I'm pretty slow. I can cut faster if I want to, but then I can't control the thickness. Once I speed up, the slices come out uneven and ugly. So when I saw how well you were cutting, I got absorbed in watching."
Luo Haiting smiled wryly. "It's not that I'm especially good. If you'd been cooking for over twenty years and chopping vegetables for over twenty years, you'd be good too."
Dong Xuebin let out a sound of surprise. "You've been cooking for more than twenty years?"
"Yeah. I started cooking when I was in school." Luo Haiting was truly practiced. She chatted while chopping without slowing down in the slightest, and the knife never faltered. "My family wasn't well-off when I was little, and I was the eldest sister. My younger siblings all depended on me, and my parents weren't in very good health either. So when I was in school, the eldest sister did the cooking at home. Hehe. It's been over twenty years in the blink of an eye, hasn't it?"
Dong Xuebin said, "No wonder you're such