*Slurp
Swallowing spoonful after spoonful of the pottage, Yang Ze couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder. Even though it might seem simple, the thing was extremely delicious. He didn't know what Lin Meilin put in it, and he didn't dare to ask, but this didn't prevent him from enjoying a warm meal after an entire day of running like a horse.
"Is it that tasty?" Lin Meilin merely raised an eyebrow, but the corner of her ears turned red as if she was embarrassed.
Yang Ze could only sneer in his heart at her impeccable acting skill before nodding in response.
"In that case, please take more." Lin Meilin kept on pouring more and more pottage for him, afraid that he wouldn't have his fill.
Yang Ze, too, didn't refuse. He kept on eating one mouthful after another till the entire pot was empty.
It wasn't until everything was finished that he smacked his lips in satisfaction.
"This..." The middle-aged man beside him could only watch helplessly as Yang Ze emptied the entire pot.
