"Jing, are you sure your cooking is edible?" As soon as she knew Mi Jing was bringing her a homemade lunch, Bai Lulu found an excuse to slip out before finishing work. While taking the bag from Mi Jing, she questioned her.
"Bai Lulu, if you don't want to eat it, give it back to me!" Mi Jing glared at Bai Lulu and said grumpily.
So mean!
Thinking about bringing her lunch, but she still doubted her cooking skills. Although she indeed couldn't enter the kitchen before, she had made an effort to learn now. She couldn't say she made amazing progress, but there were some small achievements! Besides, even Shen Lingxing had never complained about her cooking! And as a good friend, shouldn't she be more supportive?
"So stingy, can't even joke around!"
Bai Lulu quickly hid the bag behind her, looking as if she was afraid Mi Jing would snatch it back.
