"Ah... you rascal, you're going back on your word!" Bai Lan exclaimed, just about to chase after.
"Haha, I didn't specify whether it'd be a kiss on the cheek or lips. Oh, and by the way, the food is about to burn!" Ye Qiu pointed towards the kitchen.
"Ah!"
Bai Lan had no choice but to scream and run towards the kitchen.
...
At the marble dining table, about seven or eight meters long, there were only Ye Qiu and Bai Lan sitting across from each other.
On the table were six dishes and a soup—green pepper shredded pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fish-flavored shredded pork...
All were Ye Qiu's favorite home-cooked meals.
"Here, eat more. Look, you've lost weight recently." Bai Lan kept putting food into Ye Qiu's bowl.
"Mm-hmm, with such delicious food you've made, I'm definitely going to finish everything today." Ye Qiu said with a smile.
Bai Lan herself didn't eat much; she was on a diet recently.
