"This is my specialty, of course it's good!"
Lu Yinchu walked up to the dining table, squinting, "Is it? But I need to taste it to know if it's truly good!"
Nanxi handed over the chopsticks with a confident expression, "Taste it, always welcome, I guarantee it will be good!"
Joking aside, it's the noodles she learned to make from her mother's teachings at the age of twelve and tried herself - truly decent indeed!
"Alright, let me taste it!"
The man reached out. Nanxi thought he was going for the chopsticks and hastily handed them forward, but his hand bypassed hers, cupping her face. His soft lips, emanating a hint of mint, met hers!
...
After breakfast, Lu Yinchu volunteered to do the dishes, but she stopped him, "You're the birthday boy today, just sit back and relax, I'll do it!"
Lu Yinchu smiled, ruffled her hair, and spoke, "Alright, I'll listen to you!"
