"What time is it now? You're back so soon. I haven't fixed it yet."
Yan Shaochen waved his hand and let Mu Feng leave. Then he looked at a piece of face next to the chopping board that was soft to the point of no shape and a piece of dry, cracked face without any expression on his face.
Lian Li felt that she might be despised again, so she took the lid and covered the two surfaces.
"Those two don't count. I'm the one who got them now."
"Well, is the seasoning ready?"
Yan Shaochen reminded her very kindly as he saw that there was no condiment on the table.
It was only then that Lian Xian realized that she had overlooked the most important thing. She looked at him with an apologetic expression and said,
"I forgot."
Yan Shaochen touched her hair and gave her a comforting look.
"I cam
