In those rare, cozy moments, Gu Chen dedicated all his energy to Tiantian.
Today, his entire world revolved around Tiantian.
All other matters were tossed to the back of his mind.
Tiantian's face was always smiling, but it had never been as purely content as it was today.
After spending the whole day together, the six of them casually picked a restaurant to dine in.
A large spread of dishes was served, but none of them seemed interested in eating.
It was mainly because in terms of color, aroma, and taste, the dishes were far inferior to those Gu Chen prepared.
Poison Hand now said helplessly, "I've found my palate has become somewhat fastidious."
"Don't mention you, I'm the same, I can't even stomach my favorite pork dumplings anymore," Iron Bull said with equal resignation.
Being able to earn money was one thing, but the real highlight was enjoying such delicious food.
Gu Chen looked at them and just smiled faintly.
"Just make do and eat a bit," Gu Chen said.