"All right, Auntie, there's nothing wrong with your body now." As he spoke, Huo Yuhao stopped releasing Healing Light.
Bai Yue seemed to freeze for a moment before saying, "Thank you, Yuhao..."
"It's all right, Auntie," Huo Yuhao replied politely.
Bai Yue glanced out the window, then said to Huo Yuhao, "You've done me such a big favor. Stay for a meal before you go." As she spoke, Bai Yue began to get up and head toward the stove.
"Then let me help." With that, Huo Yuhao followed her.
Night always came especially early in the north. In just the time it took to make a meal, the sun was already setting.
Looking at the four dishes on the table, Bai Yue did not know whether to laugh or cry. She had originally wanted to cook Huo Yuhao a meal to express her thanks.
Although Bai Yue understood that Huo Yuhao was no priest, and could also guess that much of what he had told her was a lie.
But Huo Yuhao had indeed healed her body. That uncomfortable sensation had truly vanished, and from beginning to end, Bai Yue had sensed no malice toward her from Huo Yuhao, so she had not exposed him.
When Huo Yuhao came over while she was cooking, Bai Yue had only intended to let him lend a hand. In Bai Yue's eyes, Huo Yuhao looked less than twenty, even younger than Long Haochen. How much time could a girl that age have spent learning to cook?
Yet as they cooked, it had turned into Huo Yuhao doing the cooking while Bai Yue stood to one side learning his techniques.
After tasting Huo Yuhao's cooking, Bai Yue was thoroughly convinced.
"Little Yuhao, where did you learn to cook so well?" Bai Yue chatted as