"That's good, I can be more at ease." Du Xixi nodded, waiting for Ke Xing to start using his chopsticks, she personally scooped a bowl of vegetable soup for Mo Ying, carefully placing it in front of her, "Try it, clear your palate first."
Mo Ying loved Du Xixi's gentle demeanor, picked up the vegetable soup and took a bite, feeling it smooth and crisp, savory and delicious, she smiled and said, "Xixi's cooking is really delicious!"
"See, don't you feel you have no place to show your skills?" Ke Xing looked at this pair of sisters with amusement, then winked at Ye Wenting, with an indescribable look of watching a show.
Ye Wenting, however, wasn't as angry or jealous as Ke Xing had imagined. He just smiled lightly, then reached out and placed a piece of sweet and sour rib on Mo Ying's plate.
