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"No need to thank me. I like being good to you."
After Lin Xuanzi finished speaking, he continued with his busy work.
Mai Xiaomai pursed her lips and lowered her head to continue drinking the soup.
With Lin Xuanzi treating her like this, she suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
Lin Xuanzi brought out plate after plate of dishes he had prepared and placed them in front of her.
Not too many, not too few, there were exactly five dishes.
Each dish was portioned perfectly for two people.
These dishes were not typical home-cooked dishes; Mai Xiaomai had never seen them before.
However, they all looked appealing with great color, aroma, and flavor, making her mouth water.
"These are therapeutic dishes."
Lin Xuanzi took off his apron, sat down opposite her, and said, "Eat while it's hot."
"Okay."
Mai Xiaomai nodded, raised her chopsticks, and picked up a piece of meat closest to her to start eating.
"What kind of meat is this?"
