Lin Ye casually handed it over, his tone carrying a hint of special meaning. "Can you drink something cold?"
Ju Zi was craving it badly. Without even thinking, she took it. "Of course!"
She tipped her head back and gulped down a huge mouthful. The icy, carbonated liquid slid down her throat, making her whole body shiver before she let out an incomparably satisfied sigh.
"Wow, refreshing!"
Hearing that she could drink cold things, Lin Ye finally relaxed a little and casually added, "Then I'm relieved. No need for a bloody battle."
Ju Zi raised her head vaguely. "Huh?"
Without changing expression, Lin Ye picked up a piece of fried chicken and held it out to her. "Ah, nothing. Eat some fried chicken!"
Ju Zi did not think much of it. She took the fried chicken and bit down hard, the crispy coating cracking between her teeth.
The instant the juices burst across her tongue, her whole body seemed to light up. Her voice was filled with undisguised satisfaction. "Good! So good! Lin Ye, I love you to death!"
Her eyes sparkled as she said it, and there were still a few crumbs at the corner of her mouth. She had absolutely no idea what she had just said.
Ju Zi had sworn in this life that she would marry the best cook on the continent. Only then could she satisfy her endlessly hungry stomach.
Although Lin Ye was not some proper master chef, the food he made was simply too delicious. She had never eaten cuisine of this caliber in her entire life!
Lin Ye was caught off guard by her sudden straightforward confession. Before he could respond, a system panel appeared before him. His monthly automatic one hundred points had arrived.
He glanced at the number. Perfect. *System,