"Did you make this?" Wen Nuan asked, surprised. Starting today, she no longer had to restrict her diet. For the past few days, she could only eat liquids, having been unconscious for so long. Being able to eat a big meal today filled her with joy; she was a true carnivore and had been craving meat. She never expected Mo Xiaobai to bring her seafood pasta; it was incredibly thoughtful. Wen Nuan's favorable impression of Mo Xiaobai began to soar again.
Mo Wushuang looked at Mo Xiaobai with a half-smile. Mo Xiaobai grinned and said, "My little brother made this. His cooking skills are the best among us, especially traditional Italian dishes; they're incredibly delicious."
"It looks so appetizing."
"It not only looks good, but it also tastes incredibly flavorful. Try it, and pair it with white wine. Your tolerance for alcohol doesn't seem very good, so just a little is enough," Mo Xiaobai said. Wen Nuan picked up a fork and began eating the seafood pasta.
