Cooking is also an art, emphasizing mood and energy, and when Xiao Mei saw her beloved coming over, naturally she wanted to personally cook for Ye Qiu, feeling it was better than eating out.
Xiao Mei indeed bought quite a few meat dishes, but she seemed unaware that Ye Qiu looked very happy.
By around seven in the evening, when Xiao Mei finished serving the best soup, they had six dishes and one soup, very sumptuous.
The two ate slowly, until after nine at night, full and satisfied, then Xiao Mei tidied up and sat with Ye Qiu to watch TV.
Around ten at night, Xiao Mei went to shower, and then waited in the room for Ye Qiu.
Seeing Ye Qiu come in after showering, she said, "Ye Qiu, hurry up, let's rest early."
By around one in the morning, when Ye Qiu suddenly got up, Xiao Mei, still spirited, asked, "Hey, it's so late, where are you going?"
"Didn't I just fill you up?"
"No, where are you going so late?"
"There are some matters to handle."
