"Wow, this smells great. Is this even congee?" Xiao Xing rushed over, forgetting to even say goodbye to his girlfriend.
"Um. Plain white congee," Yuan Zhou nodded.
"How can plain white congee smell so nice?" Xiao Xing started swallowing his saliva when he saw the boiling congee in the casserole.
The smell was way too appetizing.
While Xiao Xing was staring at the congee, Yuan Zhou had already scooped out two bowls of congee. He gave one to Xiao Xing and placed the other bowl before himself.
"Dig in," Yuan Zhou said.
"Gulp. Ok," Xiao Xing swallowed the accumulating saliva in his mouth and sat down like an obedient child in preparation to eat.
Xiao Xing was a very polite person. Since this meal was cooked by Yuan Zhou, it was natural that he had to wait for Yuan Zhou to take the first bite before he started eating.
