"Auntie Guan said that oysters, sea cucumbers, chives, and okra are all foods you love," Gu Li directly spilled Auntie Guan's beans.
Mo Shiting gathered his thoughts and glanced at her mysteriously, "Are these prepared by Auntie Guan?"
"Yes. Don't you like them?" Gu Li asked, surprised.
Seeing her clear eyes, as if she had no clue about the shared benefits of these dishes, Mo Shiting was somewhat speechless, "Let's eat first."
With that, he turned around, washed his hands, and sat back at the dining table.
By this time, Gu Li had already kindly ladled soup for him.
"Brother Ting, today's soup is bitter melon and pork ribs, my favorite," she announced.
Mo Shiting raised an eyebrow, "You like bitter melon?"
In his memory, bitter melon was both bitter and unappetizing, something he would never touch ordinarily.