The clock ticked quietly in the kitchen as Wen Qingyuan continued cooking golden fried rice. It was supposed to be another day of lugging around, but someone turned up unexpectedly at his doorstep. So right now, he's making breakfast for two people.
After cooking, he scooped the food into two bowls and served them in his dining table just behind the island of the kitchen. Shui Ying had a very big smile on his face as he sniffed the fragrant food. He didn't hunger for human food anymore, but he felt like his stomach grumbled upon smelling Wen Qingyuan's cooking.
Wen Qingyuan blushed a little; Wen Tongtong was the only one who enjoyed his cooking. Now that the latter had a wife and even lived away from him, Wen Qingyuan didn't have to cook for him anymore. Right now, he was a little embarrassed by that look on Shui Ying's eyes. "Don't expect too much. I'm not as good as Chairman Xu's."
