The structure of the kitchen was square and the space was not small.
L-shaped dark table, next to a missing place for the refrigerator, the top embedded with beige cabinets.
Because of the addition of a lot of electrical appliances, it looked a little narrower than before.
Olive walked up to him and looked at the noodles that had begun to roll in the pot.
She was silent for a moment, rolled up her sleeves, turned on the tap, and washed her hands.
Then she pointed to what was next to her.
"So I put these back in the fridge?"
Liam glanced sideways, "Leave the vegetables."
Olive, "Fair."
She just picked up that box of balls.
Liam suddenly came out with a sentence, "Don’t want to eat that?"
Olive's action stopped, "If you want to eat, you can put some."
"What about the
