"I don't really know their preferences. I'm afraid... what if the dishes I make don't suit their taste?" For the first time, Nell Harris felt nervous about cooking.
Dylan Young laughed, "Whatever you cook will definitely be liked by them. But... they came all the way from Rose City early in the morning without a proper breakfast, and they haven't had lunch either. Elderly people often have some digestive issues, and since Mrs. Herd isn't in the best health, let's not make anything too heavy. Prepare something that's light and good for health."
Nell Harris's eyes lit up, "You're right, you're so thoughtful. I should have thought of that."
"So, should you reward your husband a little?"
Dylan moved his face closer to hers, making his intentions quite obvious.
Nell Harris held back a smile, stood on her toes, and quickly pecked him on the cheek, "Alright, enough joking around. Start washing the vegetables."
"At your service, my dear wife."
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