No way, I can't hold my liquor, and I'm no good at soccer.
Thinking of this, Chen Yuan began to recall the details of what had just happened.
It was indeed after making contact with Xia Xinyu that he acquired her cooking skills, and a wealth of culinary knowledge clearly entered his mind.
Strange, why did I only steal her cooking skills?
About this, Chen Yuan had several guesses.
First, steal what the other person is best at.
Second, steal what the other person is better at than yourself.
Third, randomly steal one of the skills they are good at.
Chen Yuan, with these thoughts in mind, touched Xia Xinyu's cheek and gently kneaded it.
"?" Xia Xinyu didn't understand why, just looked at Chen Yuan.
The cheeks were soft and tender. After probably kneading them for about ten seconds, Chen Yuan let go.
But no new knowledge came into his mind.
After quite a while, still nothing.
So, three could be ruled out—the random stealing of a single skilled ability.
"Let's go out."