Another beautiful day had begun.
Of course, it would be perfect if Star Thieves didn't come calling at night.
After washing up, Jiang Zheyu had just opened her door when the delicious aroma of a home-cooked meal drifted in.
This familiar, long-missed, nostalgic aroma!
In her slippers, she pattered down the stairs, following the aroma to the kitchen.
Peeking around the kitchen door, she saw that the kitchen was now filled with all sorts of fresh vegetables and meat, as well as box after box of homemade seasonings!
The soul of food is in the seasonings!
And there, Jiang Yi was methodically preparing the ingredients, wearing a pink apron.
A white shirt and black pants, topped with a pink apron. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The white shirt was tucked tightly into his waistband, and the apron's pink strings were tied in a bow behind his trim waist, accentuating its narrowness and the breadth of his shoulders.
