"Don't rush, haste won't get you hot tofu."
Can't eat it?
Lin Murong cooked for himself.
He smuggled a lot of ingredients from the supermarket, then started cooking himself.
His cooking skills were quite good, alright.
He was super amazing.
Awesome.
He could fend for himself.
Hmph.
Even without the two of them, he could manage on his own.
He was super amazing.
It's just that something was missing.
When Lin Murong ate the meals he made, he always felt something was missing.
The food smelled great, the dishes were tasty, it's just that something was missing.
Sigh.
He had to eat alone.
Annoying.
Sometimes, it was really annoying.
Lin Murong shoved his food around, feeling like he had lost a lot of his appetite.
However, though his appetite diminished, he still ate with relish.
Food shouldn't be wasted.
Wasting food is something to be ashamed of.
Lin Murong still ate heartily.
He devoured all the food.
Yummy, yummy.
As he ate, he got less annoyed.
Happy.
