"Mmm..." Tang Yuran stretched out her hand to rub her eyes, sniffed vigorously with her pert little nose, then propped herself up on one arm and sat up in bed. She looked at Gu Yu and asked, "What delicious thing did you make? It smells so good."
"I had planned on making you a bowl of noodles," Gu Yu said as he sat down at the edge of the bed, holding a plate in his hand. He handed her the food and continued, "But when I came to check on you mid-way, I found you were asleep. So I simply decided to wash some rice and cook some. Then I boiled the prawns we bought last night, stir-fried the clean vegetables, and made you a cheesy seafood baked rice."
"Cheesy seafood baked rice?" Tang Yuran, seeing the delicious-looking food in Gu Yu's hands, couldn't help but swallow hard. Then she took the spoon he was offering, scooped up a large bite, and put it in her mouth.
The rich taste of cheese mixed with the freshness of the seafood and the soft, sticky rice slid into her empty stomach.
