Afterward, Nangong Jing and Qiuyue Hesha answered some questions Lu Ze and Lin Ling had for martial arts. Eventually, as time progressed, it was already lunchtime.
Lu Ze suddenly remembered that his food had been consumed by Yingying, so he said, "By the way, what are we eating for lunch?"
Nangong Jing scratched her head. "Isn't wine good? Do we need to eat?"
Qiuyue Hesha smiled. "I can't cook, and I rarely eat."
Lu Ze: "…"
It was pointless to rely on them. Lu Ze looked hopefully at Lin Ling. Her cooking was rather good.
"Lin Ling, the most reliable here is you!"
He still remembered roasting the sand eagle on the 25th planet.
When Yingying heard the mention of food, she immediately looked away from the cartoon and looked hopefully at Lin Ling.
"Sister Lin Ling, are we going to eat?"
Lin Ling's mouth twitched.
She got up as she sighed. "I'll go cook. Sister Jing, where is the kitchen?"
