Luo Ziling didn't bother to find out what they were talking about; instead, he got up and went to the kitchen, joining the buzz.
"Wuyue has been in the military before, endured hardships, so it's understandable that she knows how to cook. But the two of you, pampered young ladies running into the kitchen one after another, well, that's a bit hard to figure out," Luo Ziling teased Luo Yuqing and Yang Qingyin, who were helping Wuyue in the kitchen. "Are you planning to become virtuous wives and loving mothers, starting to learn now?"
"Shoo, shoo, shoo, stop causing trouble," Luo Yuqing waved a spoon in her hand, pretending to hit Luo Ziling. "We just feel bad about you being the only man in the kitchen while there's a bunch of women here. We're definitely not planning on standing guard in the kitchen every day in the future."
"You're not welcome here; go spend time with the other beauties," Yang Qingyin chimed in, not too kindly, as she lifted the kitchen knife in her hand.
