Mo Ang picked up the bowl with a flood of emotions; sometimes happiness is just this simple, and what is needed is just this simple.
"Honey, I stir-fried the pickled vegetables with shredded meat, try it, it goes really well with the egg fried rice." After saying this, An Ning directly picked some up and fed it to Mo Ang.
Mo Ang took a bite. "The taste is really good; turns out you're so good at cooking, you've improved."
An Ning wrinkled her nose. "My cooking has always been good, okay?"
Mo Ang nodded and started eating seriously.
An Ning sat on the other side of Mo Ang, resting her chin in her hands and watching him with a beautiful smile. "Delicious?"
"Not bad."
"If it's good, then eat more."
Mo Ang said, "You should eat too."
"Okay." Although she didn't want to have dinner because she wanted to lose weight, An Ning still agreed to Mo Ang's wish.
