Shen Yin looked at him in disbelief. "I don't cook well…"
Otherwise, Shen Nian would not have learned how to cook at such a young age.
"It's okay." Lian Jing picked her up in anticipation. "I'll go with you."
Shen Yin let Lian Jing dress her like a porcelain doll, and bring her to the kitchen.
It was already late at night, and Shen Yin actually felt a little guilty although she could not explain why.
She turned around and looked at Lian Jing, who was leaning against the kitchen door with a smile. Her head throbbed as she asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Lian Jing casually opened the fridge door and took out some tomatoes and eggs. He started washing them. "Tomato and eggs. It's very simple, right?"