Han Jing nodded and suddenly remembered something, blinking at Su Yu: "What about the gift you said you'd give me?"
Su Yu...
"I haven't eaten yet." Su Yu stood up calmly and left.
Han Jing...
As Su Yu was almost out the door, she remembered and shouted after him: "I haven't eaten yet either!"
Did she eat before sleeping? But it wouldn't hurt to eat another meal, so Han Jing immediately put on her shoes and went to freshen up.
Sure enough, after she shouted that she hadn't eaten, the dish Su Yu brought in was personally cooked by him. As Han Jing smelled that familiar aroma, she couldn't help but drool.
These days when Su Yu wasn't around, what she missed most was definitely Su Yu's cooking.
Ever since she tasted his cooking, whenever she ate the food cooked by the house chef, it always seemed like something was missing.
She was never picky about food, but occasionally she lost her appetite.
Now everything she ate was incredibly delicious.
