To win a woman's heart, you first had to win her stomach.
The same went for daughters.
It had been a few days since they moved into their new home, and Li Ang felt his cooking was getting better and better. That was thanks to his improved ability to learn.
Of course, the main reason was that he wasn't as afraid of oil splattering on him as he used to be.
Li Ang was practically made of steel now. He could roll around in a wok full of hot oil without getting hurt.
"Kara, Princess, come out and eat."
Li Ang called to his two goddaughters, who had gone straight to their rooms as soon as they got home.
He was learning to make more and more dishes. It just depended on whether he felt like going to the trouble.
"Godfather, why do you call Ciri Princess, but not me?"
Kara poked her head out first, sounding a little jealous.
As life settled down, Li Ang had noticed the two of them starting to "compete."
In other words, if Kara had something, Ciri wanted it too, and if Ciri had something, Kara wanted it too.
Now it had spread to what he called them.
Fortunately, Li Ang never played favorites. After all, they were both his girls.
Of course, he admitted he tended to favor the younger one a little...
People subconsciously felt that the older one ought to be more sensible.
"Darling, Ciri really is a princess."
Li Ang put an arm around Kara.
Kara pouted. Though House El was a noble family, that kind of outdated system had long since fallen out of fashion on Krypton.
Ciri came out looking pleased, and clung even more tightly to her godfather.
According to the Intimacy stats Li Ang could see,