Chapter 368 Not Picky at All

Bella didn't even have time to respond before he let himself in, leaving her standing there with her keys in hand, completely thrown off. Were they… even that familiar with each other? But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that, after showering, he asked her to go next door to his place and grab a fresh change of clothes for him—including underwear. She was a young woman living alone, and he was definitely not a kid. Considering they barely knew each other, a thousand kinds of frustration ran through her head. Still, wanting to get her overly comfortable new neighbor out of her apartment as quickly as possible, she reluctantly went next door, grabbed the clothes, and handed them over. Then, she escaped to the kitchen, busying herself with cooking. Hearing footsteps behind her, she saw him leaning over to peek into her pot. "Smells good. Didn't expect you could cook." Out of politeness, Bella asked tentatively, "Want to join?" She swore she was just being polite,