He peeled the onion, washed it, and when he was cutting it, his eyes stung so much that he accidentally cut his left index finger, and blood started to flow.
He quickly rushed to the faucet to rinse it, then grabbed some tissue to wrap it up and continued cooking as if nothing had happened.
He didn't tell Jiang Shuya and Lele about it.
He thought that he might not be able to prepare this dinner very well, but the intention was what counted.
After Jiang Shuya and Lele had sorted out everything they bought today, Eli Shart's dinner was ready too.
He fried steaks, made fruit salad, mushroom cream soup, and stir-fried Italian pasta.
When Jiang Shuya saw the sumptuous dinner on the table, she was truly amazed.
"I never thought you could not only play piano but also cook. I'll give you a hundred likes." Jiang Shuya gave Eli Shart a thumbs-up.
Lele clapped her hands and said, "Shart is too amazing! I'm liking you more and more! You truly deserve to be my idol."
