"Dongxu, with your cooking skills, if you ever decided to enter a chef competition, no one else would stand a chance," Liu Jiayao said while eating at the dining table, unable to stop herself from praising him.
"Hehe, not bad, huh? My master is quite picky, and doesn't like to be a bother in his old age, so when I was very young, besides cultivating, I was cooking all the time," Ge Dongxu said with pride, seeing Liu Jiayao's continuous compliments.
"Not just not bad, it's absolutely delicious! Had I known how amazing your cooking was, I wouldn't have bothered going to the restaurant at Mingyue Lake. From now on, you'll have to cook for me once a week," Liu Jiayao said.
"I could cook every day without a problem," Ge Dongxu laughed.
"That won't do, if you cooked for me every day, I'd turn into a fatso for sure. Besides, if you stayed at home all day, how would I ever get any rest?" Liu Jiayao touched her slightly protruding belly and gave Ge Dongxu a pointed look.
