Time was really magical. Someone who had never entered the kitchen could learn how to cook.
She sighed and sat down at the dinner table.
Steven fried a few simple home-cooked dishes. He tasted first and said, "Let's eat."
Stella held her chopsticks and put a piece of agaric into her mouth.
Well... why does it taste bitter?
All kinds of feelings welled up in her heart. She had already calmed down in the bathroom and was about to lose control again.
Stella quickly put down her chopsticks and took a deep breath. She tried to change the topic, "Mr. Green..."
"Don't call me that."
She was slightly stunned, but seemed to get stuck in her throat.
She could not call him Steven like before.
"Well, why don't you tell me about you and your girlfriend?" Stella took a dr
