Everything was going according to plan, except for Feng Xiuqi.

The doorbell rang once again.

I helplessly opened the door, it was Feng Xiuqi again.

“Officer, why are you here again? Don’t you have work to do?”

“I’m on vacation recently. Miss Xiang, I brought some tea tree mushroom duck soup this time.”

These past few days, Feng Xiuqi has been coming to my house every day to bring me soup he made himself.

According to him, it's because my body is usually weak, which is why I fainted when I got emotional before.

Feng Xiuqi changed into men’s slippers effortlessly, placed the soup on the table, and headed to the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen sink was the insulated soup bowl from the soup I drank yesterday.

Putting on the rubber gloves next to it, Feng Xiuqi started washing the dishes.

I watched his skillful movements and couldn’t help but tease:

“Officer, you’re too domesticated, you can get ready to marry.”

Feng Xiuqi continued to have his back to me without responding, but his ears had turned red.

I knew what Feng Xiuqi was thinking, but I couldn’t respond to him right now.

The ringing of my phone broke the silence, I looked down at the message and smiled.

“Miss Xiang, who sent you a message that made you so happy?”

Feng Xiuqi turned around, seeing me smile happily.

“Nothing much. Officer, we’re so familiar with each other now, just call me Shiliu from now on.”

“Then you can call me Xiuqi too.

His ears turned red again.