Although Su Yayan had remained by Huo Chenhuan's side as a wandering soul in the past life, he was very busy with various things at that time.
It was common for him to skip meals. Even if he ate, he only casually drank a bottle of nutrient-packed beverage. There was no problem of tastelessness at all.
Huo Chenhuan was stunned by the three words "a lifetime together" and surrendered on the spot.
"I like things with a heavier taste and don't like things that are too light." After speaking, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly added, "What you made last time was excellent."
Su Yayan laughed. Although the soup she made last time was mouthwatering, if Huo Chenhuan had a preference for more savory foods, it was indeed a bit too light.
"Then I will make something else tomorrow to see if it suits your taste. I will make plenty of things, so don't worry about not finding your favorite."
"Okay."
