This is a handsome face, with a hint of evil, eyes full of spirit. At first glance, it doesn't seem outstanding, but the more you look, the more attracted you become.
"Not bad, at least it didn't exceed my expectations," Wuhuang said with a smile.
"Of course," Zhang Xiaohao replied with a smile.
With that, he started cooking again.
Half an hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao cooked a total of twelve dishes. Although they were all ordinary household dishes, each was his specialty, and he poured all his spirit into making every dish.
He himself didn't know why; if he had to say, it would be impulse!
With a flip of his palm, a table entirely condensed from Spiritual Power appeared on the ground, along with two chairs. Zhang Xiaohao placed the twelve cooked dishes on the table, and then took out two bottles of 1982 Lafite red wine.
"Don't just stand there; let's eat!" Zhang Xiaohao called out with a smile.
"Hmm." Wuhuang nodded in agreement.
