"Give it to me." Jiang Baizhou stretched out his long arm when he saw the situation.
Upon hearing this, Cen Jin handed him the tongs, which he deftly used to cut the pork belly into small pieces with scissors. When the first piece was done grilling, Jiang Baizhou wrapped it in a piece of perilla and placed it in her bowl.
"Thank you." Cen Jin smiled serenely, not pretending to refuse, and directly picked it up with chopsticks and ate it. She nodded with satisfaction, "Hmm, it's delicious. It's exactly the taste I missed."
Jiang Baizhou didn't speak, silently grilling the meat on the board. Each time a piece was finished, he placed it in Cen Jin's bowl first.
