The Freyja family didn't have a dining table, so all the dishes were placed on the desk.
Freyja sat on a chair that was originally used for dirty clothes—the dirty clothes had been washed by Ash, now hanging on the balcony. She pointed at the dish in front of her, the fiery lala fatty rice cover, mage lettuce salad, and misty spinach egg pancake and asked blankly, "Did you ask me to come back just to have a meal together?"
Xiao Xian's cat food today was topped with fiery lala fatty sauce and it smelled delicious.
"Yes," Ash took off his apron. "Although I can wear a mask to avoid surveillance cameras, I still have to show my face when eating, so I can't eat outside... That's why I can only buy ingredients and cook at home, like the pancake I bought to eat at noon."
"Then you could eat a pancake in the evening as well, why cook meal?"
