The fine, soft appearance clearly belongs to Ye Xiaomo.
Zhao Gushen gently removed the two strands of hair without waking Ye Xiaomo.
He took a handkerchief from his suit, carefully wrapped the two strands of hair, and put them away.
Then, he stepped lightly out of the bedroom and closed the door for Ye Xiaomo.
Ye Fei spread plum sauce over the surface of the chicken, which seemed to rotate and bake in the oven.
Taking advantage of the time while the chicken was roasting, she took out the soymilk maker and made some soymilk.
Afterward, she put the cleaned crucian carp into the frying pan, fried both sides until golden, then placed it in the clay pot to simmer slowly with cut tofu cubes added.
The soup gradually turned white, but as the simmering continued, it also began to reduce.
This was when the soymilk came into play.
