"Not going, watching TV is not as good as watching you. Hey! Ling, have you ever cooked for other women?" When asking this question, Tang Shiyun's eyes showed a hint of anticipation.
Ling Chen thought for a moment, and truth be told, he had never cooked for a woman before. Back when he was at the Nanrong Family, he did cook two bowls of noodles for Nanrong Wanqing and Su Lin. However, that didn't count as real cooking; only this time did.
"It seems... you're the first one." Ling Chen replied earnestly.
Upon hearing this, Tang Shiyun's eyebrows almost turned into a crescent moon.
Not long after, a lunch was served on the table. There weren't many dishes, three dishes and one soup, two meat and one vegetable, but for two people, it was quite a feast.
