Night fell. In Snow Spirit's cramped room, she and Cheng Yu sat across from each other, the meal they had cooked together laid out before them.
Snow Spirit raised her glass of peach juice and said with a smile,
"Then here's to you finding a job today, Yuyu! Cheers!"
Cheng Yu smiled faintly and raised his own glass.
"Yeah, cheers!"
Then the two of them began polishing off the food before them.
Snow Spirit ate very little. Most of the food on the table ended up in Cheng Yu's stomach.
She simply propped her chin in her hand and watched him tuck into his meal with a smile.
Cheng Yu showed no embarrassment whatsoever and finished everything in no time.
After dinner, Cheng Yu elegantly wiped his mouth and smiled at Snow Spirit.
"Is that really all you're eating?"
Snow Spirit nodded, her smile unchanged.
"Mm-hmm. I've always eaten very little, and since you liked it so much, Yuyu, I didn't want to fight you for it. Also..."
At this point, her little face reddened, and she stammered softly,
"Also, seeing you enjoy your food makes me happy too."
Another critical hit, yet Cheng Yu's expression remained calm.
He couldn't understand why Snow Spirit's attack power had suddenly gotten so high, or why her critical hit rate was so ridiculously good.
Despite all the flirtatious quips running through his mind, Cheng Yu ultimately said none of them. He merely smiled, reached across the table, and ruffled Snow Spirit's hair.
"So, is there anything you like? Or anything you'd like to eat?"
Snow Spirit lifted her head and looked straight into his eyes, speaking earnestly.
"The only thing I like is you, Yuyu. As for food, I like anything you cook."
Cheng Yu couldn't help finding that a little amusing.
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