Gazing at the last traces of the sunset's afterglow, listening to the crackling of the brazier beside her, she eventually murmured,
"Bei Bei also has a disciple now..."
...
Mo Li and Xiao Ruoching sat in the courtyard of the thatched cottage. Xiao Ruoching, neatly dressed, quietly watched the large pot before them, a faint rumbling coming from her stomach.
Su Bei's voice sounded in the courtyard, and Mo Li's eyes instantly brightened. She scooped a bowl of porridge from the pot and respectfully presented it to Su Bei, saying,
"Master, your porridge."
Su Bei smiled and took the porridge. Steam rose from it in the cold winter air. He gently blew on it and chuckled,
"Li Er, your cooking skills are excellent. The dumplings you made earlier were delicious too."
Mo Li watched Su Bei with a faint smile, eagerly anticipating him taking a sip of the porridge.
"Thank you for the compliment, Master. I'm preparing to absorb this Creation Pill soon."
