On the other end of the phone in Yan Yan's hand, Qi Yi, who was feeling down about the "remaking" comment, felt much better instantly upon realizing that his girlfriend, even when not with him, was always thinking of saving delicious food for him.
If Qi Yi knew that the first time Yan Yan had tried the twenty-eight rib lamb, she indeed thought of sharing the delight with him, but now, she was simply hoping not to suffer alone, not wanting to be sick from the lamb— he might have had mixed feelings.
Yan Yan asked Qi Yi to wait for her, and Qi Yi, elated to the clouds today, of course obediently waited.
The waiting ended when Yan Yan had finished her breakfast.
"Wow, how come you didn't hang up?" When Yan Yan belatedly realized her call was still connected, more than half an hour had passed.
"Master told Xiao Qizi to wait, and Xiao Qizi dared not disobey," answered Qi Yi, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
