Chapter 39, Suits, Indeed Have a Protective Function

Through the faint veil of firework smog, Ye Huang nodded slightly, yet his body remained still.

Bai Xiao turned off the heat, lifted the pot lid, and a burst of steam rose, its fragrance intensifying.

Gurgle, Ye Huang's stomach began to growl.

Nanny Wang gave Ye Huang an odd look, realizing she was the third wheel and quickly exited the kitchen.

The most delicious part of the pot rice was the crispy bottom, and Bai Xiao wore heat-resistant gloves, pressing the copper pot with one hand while mixing the rice and vegetables with a spatula in the other. When she flipped out the crispy rice, she couldn't help but put a piece in her mouth.

"Delicious!" Bai Xiao curved her lips up, her face lighting up with a satisfied smile.

This scene was exactly like a campfire cooking moment seven years ago!

Ye Huang too unconsciously mirrored the smile. After confirming the taste, it was indeed the flavor he had missed.