Ou Lan turned her head and gave Zhan Lingtao a look reserved for idiots, "Are you blind? Of course I'm cooking! Do you think I'm making Empire Currency or something?"
Zhan Lingtao, "..."
Seeing her take out all these ingredients, it was clear she wanted to prepare a feast, but last time she nearly burnt down the house just trying to fry an egg. Was this a suicide mission?
"Ou Xiaolan, didn't you say last time that you would never cook again in your life?"
"Last time was last time, this time is this time; what's the connection between last time and this time?" Seeing the dumbfounded kid she had silenced, Ou Lan wickedly curled her lips, "Child groom, go sort the vegetables!"
Although he liked it when she called him 'child groom', the thought of her being a fickle-hearted little cabbage and possibly calling some other guy 'child groom' behind his back irritated him.
So Zhan Lingtao glared at her, unmoving.
