Chapter 757 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

Feng Yulin came out with a plate in his hands. He raised his eyebrows when he saw that the table was filled with all kinds of Greens. “Why are there so many of them? ”

“Don’t you know that you cooked them yourself? ” Ling Jue could not help but laugh.

“I just wanted to cook something delicious for you. I think Broccoli is pretty good, so is this cabbage, and lettuce is pretty good too… ”

“…”

The corner of Ling Jue’s lips curled up as she walked over to grab his spoon. “That’s enough. There’s enough for me to eat here several times. ”

Feng Yulin raised his eyebrows. “throw it away after you finish eating this time. ”

“You can still eat it when it’s hot next time. ” Her father had taught her to cherish food.

“I’ll cook for you every day from now on. ”

“Alright. ” Ling Jue nodded and threw the spoon down. She glanced at the kitchen and saw that there were still a lot of dishes that had not been stir-fried.

She could not understand how many dishes this guy was going to stir-fry.

“Hurry up, let’s go eat. ” Ling Jue dragged him out of the kitchen. “I’ll clean up these things later. We’ll continue to stir-fry them tomorrow. ”

Feng Yulin was held by her hand, so he obediently listened to her.

Ling Jue scooped up the rice and placed it in front of him. “Eat, have a taste of your own cooking. ”

Feng Yulin picked up the bowl and walked into the kitchen as if he had thought of something. “I even made some soup. ”

He made some bone soup. Ling Jue was so pet.i.te, she needed to be nourished.

Ling Jue nodded. The bone soup was not bad.

She picked up a piece of Broccoli. The stir-fry was not bad. She remembered that her father always burned the top of the Broccoli when he cooked it.

It looked, smelled, and tasted perfect. The dishes were neither too salty nor too bland, just right for her taste.

Ling Jue looked at Feng Yulin, who was busy in the kitchen, and a glint flashed across her eyes.

“Come and have a taste. ” Feng Yulin placed a bowl of milky white soup in front of her. “See if you still want some salt. ”

Ling Jue took it and scooped a spoonful with a porcelain spoon. She put it into her mouth after it cooled down.

“Hmm, it’s not bad. It’s just right. ” Ling Jue nodded.

Feng Yulin saw her expression and curled his lips. “That’s good. ”