Although there was no one around right now, someone might pass by.
Gu Yan looked around until her eyes landed upon the sweet potato, which Lu Ye was holding onto but completely ignored.
She said, "Are you planning to let me eat an iced baked sweet potato?"
It was negative ten degrees below zero currently. If they were not gonna eat the food, it might end up cold, if not frosted.
Lu Ye let go reluctantly. Some kind of aroma had latched onto his fingertips. He suppressed the dejection and remarked, "This sweet potato is cooked averagely. It's not crispy on the outside nor tender on the inside. Your roasted potato was infinitely better."
Gu Yan felt speechless.
Everyone knew sweet potatoes were bound to be sweeter than regular potatoes, but he was claiming it was not as good as potatoes.
She could not help but laugh. "You haven't eaten it yet. How do you know it's not as good as the potato?"
