Before long, Ruolin had prepared several dishes and a soup. Her cooking skills were clearly quite good; just looking at the food whetted one's appetite. Xiao Yan took a bite and found it truly delicious, no worse than the fare made by chefs at some of the finest restaurants. Seeing that Xiao Yan stopped after only one bite, Ruolin thought she had done something wrong and hurriedly asked.
"What's wrong, Xiao Yan? Is my cooking not good? Should I make something else?"
After asking, Ruolin watched Xiao Yan with a nervous expression, making him feel a little embarrassed.
"Hehe, no. What you made is delicious," Xiao Yan answered honestly.
"Then why did you stop eating? Is it not to your taste?"
Ruolin visibly relaxed upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, but she still asked in confusion.
"The reason I stopped eating is because I don't dare eat any more. Your cooking is just too delicious. I'm afraid that if I can't eat your food in the future, I'll miss it too much, so I can only eat a little less now."
Xiao Yan said it jokingly, but he had said he would miss her rather than her cooking. Whether Ruolin noticed that was another matter.
"What's so difficult about that? If you miss me in the future, I'll cook for you."
As Ruolin spoke, her face gradually turned red. Clearly, she had understood the meaning behind Xiao Yan's words.
"Hehe... all right, all right. You can cook for me in the future."
Hearing that Ruolin had not refused, Xiao Yan grinned foolishly with delight. He kept staring at her until her face was so red it seemed about to drip blood.
"You fool..."
Seeing Xiao Yan stare at her nonstop, Ruolin felt both shy and nervous. After giving a coquettish rebuke,