Lu Mingfei checked the time, and feeling it was about right, he took out some things from the car, "An An, do you want something hot to eat?"
An An eyed the large box he was carrying with curiosity, "What are these things? I didn't see you prepare them?"
"Silly, of course I had to prepare everything. If I can't even keep your stomach full, I'd be a poor boyfriend."
Hearing him say that, An An grew even more curious and peered into the bag, and to her surprise, there was even a pressure cooker.
"So, what do you plan to cook for me?"
"There are fish in the river, how about I make you some fish soup?"
He was worried that if she only ate dry food, she might not be able to get used to it.
But these are high-altitude areas where ordinary pots won't work; he must use a pressure cooker.
Though they were only having lunch, dinner had already been reserved by his aunt.
Yet, he had to ensure An An enjoyed her meal; lunch couldn't be just improvised.
