Lu Mo's smile deepened, and his worries lessened. He hadn't cooked in a long time, but his skills were still as good as ever.
At least it can satisfy that girl's appetite!
Encouraged by the praise, Lu Mo became more enthusiastic and even started to appreciate the kitchen, which he had previously disliked, and prepared to cook the second dish.
On the cutting board were slices of bitter melon he had cut. When cutting the bitter melon, Lu Mo wished he could wear a mask.
Having undergone rigorous training, Lu Mo is not picky about food, but bitter melon is the only thing he would rather starve than eat.
Not to mention not wanting to eat it, even seeing it makes me feel heartbroken, but there's nothing I can do, Ye Qingqing loves to eat it!
Lu Mo picked up the sliced bitter melon with disdain, added salt to it, and rubbed it in water to extract the bitter juice. This method was taught to him by Lin Shufang.
It is said that it can remove a substance in bitter melon that is harmful to the body, namely its bitter taste.
Lu Mo frowned the whole time. The smell of bitter melon, which was even more intoxicating than durian, made him dizzy and made him determined never to buy bitter melon again!
No matter how much that girl tries to act cute and charming, he will never be bitter again!
Lu Mo couldn't help but worry. He hated bitter melon and durian the most, but these were Ye Qingqing's favorites.
If he marries Ye Qingqing in the future, he'll have to find a way to resolve the conflicts at the dinner table!
Sigh, if all else fails, he'll have to give in.
It's because he's several years older than that girl!
Lu Mo worked quickly; he had already rubbed the bitter melon and drained the water, ready to pour it into the pot and stir-fry it.
"Smack!"
A crisp sound came from the living room—the sound of porcelain falling to the floor.
There were also sounds of people bumping into chairs or tables. Lu Mo's expression changed slightly, and he quickly turned off the stove and rushed out.
Ye Qingqing fell to the ground, with broken porcelain shards and shredded meat scattered around her, leaving the place in a mess.
"Don't move!"
Lu Mo rushed forward and grabbed Ye Qing's hand, which was groping around on the ground.
"The food was all spilled. It was almost on the table. I only ate one piece of meat, and now it's all gone..."
Ye Qingqing didn't know why she felt wronged. Just now, she was about to put the dishes on the table.
My eyes have gone black again.
The dishes in her hands slipped to the ground, and she bumped into the corner of the table.
Ye Qingqing noticed that the frequency of her dark circles had been increasing recently. In the past, they would only appear once every few days, but today they appeared twice in one day.
What's wrong with her?
Lu Mo had worked so hard to make such delicious food, but she spilled it all.
"It was so close, I'm so sorry... all my efforts were for nothing..."
Ye Qingqing felt extremely guilty. If only she had walked faster, the dishes could have been placed on the table earlier, and even if she had fallen, she would have been the only one who had fallen.
"If the food spills, we can just cook it again. It's nothing. Did you bump into anything?"
Lu Mo suppressed his worry and spoke calmly.
"It was just a minor bump, nothing serious!"
Ye Qingqing pointed to her left side, where she had bumped into the corner of the dining table. Although the impact was not light, it was nothing to her after all the misfortunes she had suffered recently.
"Let me see!"
Lu Mo frowned, wanting to check Ye Qingqing's wounds. Although it was somewhat unreasonable, Ye Qingqing was his fiancée, and it was a critical time, so he couldn't worry about that now.
Ye Qingqing blushed and lifted her clothes to show Lu Mo that there were several dark bruises on her snow-white skin.
The larger ones are as big as a child's palm, while the smaller ones are the size of a coin. Some are darker in color, while others are lighter. They were definitely not hit on the same day.
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