90 Magic Lamp

Lana occasionally kept giving Liam sneak glances while they were eating. He was quiet and highly focused on eating his food, like he was starved for days.

"Didn't they serve you proper meals during the wake?" Lana mumbled.

"They did but the food there didn't taste good at all, nothing comparable with the one you cooked. Your mom was right. You're definitely too good at cooking. Everything is so delicious that I wish I could eat all my meals cooked by you," Liam complimented and Lana unconsciously blushed.

"By the way, are you going to punish me so severely that we even have to document it?" Lana asked next.