Seducing the Master

In the kitchen.

Bo Saixi had taken off her qipao, wearing only close-fitting undergarments and a white apron, with her hair tied up behind her.

She looked only around thirty. Her beauty came not merely from her features, but even more from her temperament—noble, elegant, warm, and gentle—as well as the mature feminine charm that made one's blood stir after she put on that apron.

Her perfect, curvaceous figure truly fit the saying: viewed from the front, it formed ridges; viewed from the side, it formed peaks. From far or near, high or low, each view was different.

From behind, her plump backside looked like a huge peach.

It had to be said.

Bo Saixi did not have much brains, but everything else was full marks.

That said.

Su Chen was walking along while writing in his diary, not paying attention to anything at all, and simply walked straight in.

"Hm?"

The moment Su Chen entered the kitchen and saw Bo Saixi cooking, he was completely stunned.

Fuck.

Wasn't this that... what was it again? Apron and nothing underneath... ah, no, although she was not naked underneath, it seemed like there was not much difference.

Had Bo Saixi calculated that he would come? Was she using this to test him?

"Su, Su Chen!"

Bo Saixi had not noticed him either. She had been trying hard to remember what came next.

After all, Bo Saixi had not cooked for herself in many, many years, much less made noodles for someone else.

Since she was cooking, Bo Saixi was still being quite professional. As for whether changing out of her qipao and wearing only an apron for cooking might expose anything—

Bo Saixi had considered that.

However, there were many women in Su Chen's household. Aside from the Spirit Hall guards stationed