After dinner was ready, Mi Xiaotao took off her apron, hung it on the rack, and walked to the study door, gently knocking, calling out, "Brother Lu, it's time for dinner!"
"Okay!"
Lu Shaoqing put down the materials in his hand, opened the door, and came out. He knew her cooking skills weren't great, so he didn't have any expectations for dinner. He just enjoyed this warm atmosphere.
"Brother Lu, I actually don't have much cooking experience. Usually, my mom does the cooking, but I'll try to learn this month!"
Mi Xiaotao stretched her chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork ribs and placed it in Lu Shaoqing's bowl, "Brother Lu, try the braised ribs. I followed my mom's recipe step by step as much as possible!"
Lu Shaoqing was taken aback for a moment before responding, "Thank you!"
This was the first time a woman, other than his mom, had picked up food for him, and it gave him a different feeling in his heart.
