Xu Qin hadn't returned to the Happiness Residential Community for a long time, and some memories had become unfamiliar to her, but when she heard what Han Fei said, it seemed like the world, covered in bloodstains, gained some additional colors.
Such a simple and ordinary sentence, yet before meeting Han Fei, Xu Qin had never heard anyone say it.
In the entire Deep World, only Han Fei liked to eat the meals made by Xu Qin.
It was neither perfunctory praise nor insincere flattery, Xu Qin could see that Han Fei truly wanted to eat the dishes she made.
Her lips curved gently upwards, the perfect curvature of her lips carrying a beauty that was hard to describe.
Having someone like the food she made was a simple form of happiness.
"If you want to eat, I can make some for you. Just bear with it a bit longer, we're almost at the place," Xu Qin said, seemingly worried that Han Fei might fall, even reaching out to support him.