"We don't need to develop the menu because I already bought a lot of ingredients. We can just improvise as we cook. You can pick whatever ingredients you want. After all, we're all here to just hang out so we don't need to put so much effort into it." Zhu Lingling was a very direct and big-picture person. When she was doing her grocery shopping, she basically just threw random stuff into her shopping cart. Moreover, she bought so much that it seemed like she wanted to bring the supermarket home.
On the contrary, Huo Mian was a perfectionist Virgo.
"You're making it difficult for me…" Huo Mian crossed her hands around her waist and complained.
"Hahaha… It's not that difficult. We still have a lot of time. You can take your time to think. Oh, I'll hand you an apron." Then, Zhu Lingling grabbed an apron embroidered with lace and helped Huo Mian put it on. Suddenly, Huo Mian looked like a female chef.