"The egg? Where? Don't tell me that the charred black thing is the egg, and the rice, originally so beautifully white, is now a burned black lump."
The only edible thing might be the cut-up bottle gourd, at least its natural color was preserved.
"I overcooked it by accident," Xia Liyou felt she owed an explanation for why the egg fried rice looked so dreadful.
Just by looking at it, Ou Chengtian already lost his appetite, let alone eating it.
However, knowing that Xia Liyou made this for him, possibly her first time in a kitchen, but willing to offer her first attempt for him - this was enough to make his heart bloom.
Therefore, even if it could potentially poison him, he would still eat it.
