"These braised pork ribs are my first attempt, hurry up and try them." Tang Yue placed the succulent braised pork ribs in front of Meng Siyu, eagerly awaiting his taste test.
"They're bound to be delicious." Meng Siyu looked at the ribs, and without even tasting them, could already smell the aroma; the glossy braised pork ribs were an appetizing sight.
After he tried a piece, he couldn't stop nodding and praising, "The dishes my wife makes are always delicious. Come on, have some meat."
Meng Siyu picked up a piece of rib for her.
"I can get it myself." She felt awkward biting into the rib he was holding.
