Shen Meinan's eyes lit up when he entered, and she immediately put down her teacup and jumped up, eagerly watching him take out dish after dish from the food box, placing them on the table.
There were as many as eight different dishes.
Although they were all home-cooked dishes, they could be considered quite sumptuous, and each dish looked excellent, just looking at them made one's mouth water unconsciously.
The girl's expression gradually turned from excitement to daze, as she looked up at the smiling Chen Kuang and said in disbelief, "You made all these?"
Chen Kuang nodded and said, "Doesn't it seem like it?"
Shen Meinan honestly shook her head, "No, it doesn't."
She really couldn't imagine the figure dressed in white playing qin under shimmering lights in the cabin room of the tower ship, in the kitchen looking disheveled while cutting chicken and duck.
It's not that it's bad, just a bit too... down-to-earth.
