Ashton Marshall opened the kitchen door to find Bella Woods taking out seafood from the fridge one by one.
"Don't you dare help; I'm going to make you a midnight snack myself." Bella Woods sternly reminded him, "I'm a very independent university student who needs no help."
Ashton Marshall was amused by her seriousness, leaning against the door, arms crossed over his chest.
"Okay, I didn't intend to help. Just curious how a beautiful, cute university student manages to be so independent."
"Watch away, but why so much flattery?" Bella Woods felt a bit embarrassed by him.
Ashton Marshall chuckled lightly and tilted his head to watch her.
The fridge had two layers of seafood.
One layer had live seafood under an oxygen preservation mode.
The other layer was processed seafood.
Bella Woods wanted Ashton Marshall to have fresh seafood, so she decided to handle them right away.
She started with the sauce, then moved on to the seafood.
