Ling Zhenfei quickly finished stir-frying the dishes and placed them on the table, but Jiu Jiu still hadn't come out after changing clothes. That's when Ling Zhenfei entered the bedroom and saw Jiu Jiu had barely managed to put on a nightgown.
"Mmm, it smells so good. Honey, did you really make this?" Jiu Jiu couldn't believe her eyes as she looked at the dishes in front of her.
"Of course, I made you chicken soup to help you recover. Give it a try."
Jiu Jiu, drawn by the allure of the food, braved her pain to eat. Once she started, she couldn't stop, repeatedly exclaiming how delicious it was. Soon the two of them had devoured the dishes like a windstorm, drinking plenty of the chicken soup as well.
"Oh no, I really can't eat another bite. The dishes you make are so delicious." Jiu Jiu looked at Ling Zhenfei with eyes full of admiration and love.
After cleaning up, Ling Zhenfei checked the time and told Jiu Jiu he had to leave for the evening.