"Hmm, hmm! Sis, I haven't had your cooking in ages!"
Feng Ruxue coquettishly tugged at her hand, swinging left and right.
Ji Ruyan couldn't resist her pitiful gaze and nodded at her, "I know you've been craving it, so I'll make pickled radish and fish slices for you later."
"Great, great! Sis, I want two big bowls."
"Sure, I'll make a big pot for you. But you have to help too."
"Okay."
Ji Ruyan smiled slightly, holding her hand as they walked towards the kitchen together.
Ruxue knew about her space, so the grass carp was fresh. As for the pickled radish, it had been marinating in the kitchen for four months.
Ji Ruyan was surprised to see a few pieces of radish popping out, "Did you pickle these radishes?"
"Yes. I saw you do it before, so I memorized it. When you were away for so long and I missed you, I made it for myself. But it never tasted as good as yours. I don't know where I went wrong!"
With a pout, Feng Ruxue looked a bit aggrieved.
