After dinner, Shuang Yun was about to hug Huanhuan when he was stopped by Xue Ling.
Xue Ling said, "According to the rules, one person has to cook while the other has to wash the dishes. I made dinner today, so shouldn't it be your turn to wash the dishes tonight?"
Shuang Yun was very unhappy. "I really wanted to cook, but you don't want me to!"
Huanhuan quickly said, "Xue Ling did the right thing!"
Shuang Yun immediately exploded. "You're helping him!"
Huanhuan quickly smoothed his fur. "Don't be angry. I'm not helping him. I just don't want you to cook."
"What's wrong with me cooking? I know my cooking isn't good, but I can practice more. One day, I can make delicious dishes!"
"Well, I'm glad you're determined, but you have to know that there's something called inedible food in this world. There's also a category of people called the Kitchen Killer. Your cooking… Well, it's better if I don't say anything more."