Meanwhile, Lu Yi continued to polish off the contents of his plate, wolfing down all of the dumplings in it. Although Yan Huan had made three types of dumplings, but the portion of each dumpling was not too large. Lu Yi could finish off the entire batch alone, not to mention that Yan Huan had taken some for herself.
Yan Huan set the big bowl down on the table forcefully, all done, down to the last drop.
She tapped the bowl as she said, "That was delicious, another serving please."
Lu Yi had finished eating the last dumpling as well. "Um," he stuttered as he raised his eyes. "Since you like it, I will ask Mom to make you another bowl tomorrow."
Yan Huan pointed at her tummy.
"Prosecutor Lu, aren't you the top scholar of the Mathematics faculty? You must be more sensitive to numbers compared to others, so have you properly derived the volume of my tummy, to know whether I could fit two bowls of soup in it?"
