"Your brother is so busy now, he has no time to cook anymore," Si Wen said, her tone carrying a hint of regret. It had been a while since she had eaten a meal cooked by Xue Yang. Honestly, she really missed it.
Xue Xing noticed her expression and asked, "Sister Si Wen, do you really like my brother's cooking?"
Si Wen nodded. "His culinary skills are quite good. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed so quickly to let him and Xiao Xi get together." Come to think of it, could Xue Yang have used his cooking to deliberately get my approval? Hmph, what a scheming man.
"Oh..." Xue Xing scooped the congee into his mouth, spoonful by spoonful. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but the congee didn't seem as delicious as when he'd first started. It must be getting cold.
