The two of them sat down, and the pre-planned courses were served.
All the vegetables had been meticulously carved into the shape of roses, and the drinks were pink. There were also rose-shaped snacks and ice cream.
Luo Ying looked at the food and couldn't help but laugh.
"Did you prepare all of these?" Luo Ying asked.
Lu Zhao nodded.
Among the desserts made of ice cream and roses, a few were irregularly shaped, and they looked charmingly haphazard.
"You made these, right?" Luo Ying asked with a smile.
Lu Zhao's ears turned red. The desserts he made were very different from the ones made by the pastry chef.
When she spotted the band-aid on the man's hand, Luo Ying smiled. "I'll enjoy eating anything you make. Be careful when you use a knife next time."
Luo Ying thought of the powerful magnate wearing an apron and a chef's hat, clumsily preparing snacks in front of the cooking table. She found the image very cute.
