Mi Jing hurriedly urged to change the topic, if they kept dawdling, they'd be having a midnight snack!
Thud thud thud...
The sound of a kitchen knife hitting the cutting board echoed in the kitchen. Watching the man's skilled knife work and the evenly fine carrot shreds, Mi Jing was stunned.
He really had the demeanor of a top chef, even more stylish and pleasing than her dad when he cooked!
And as it turned out, Mi Jing had previously underestimated him. Shen Lingxing's cooking skills were not just a little better than hers; they were significantly superior.
Wearing heat-resistant gloves, Mi Jing took the fragrant steamed fish out of the pot and placed it on the dining table. She then picked up chopsticks and tasted a bit, the fresh and sweet taste made her almost give Shen Lingxing a thumbs up.