"What are you doing?" Fu Tianci finally asked after observing from behind Lin Nuan for a good while. The aroma was making him hungry.
"Pan-frying salmon…"
When Lin Nuan bent over and retrieved a plate from the cabinets, Fu Tianci saw that there was only one piece of salmon in the pan. Since he wasn't asked, that meant she didn't include his share. Fu Tianci pouted, his mood not too pleasant.
Lin Nuan placed the pan-fried salmon onto a plate. With one hand carrying the plate and the other carrying the pan, she turned around, casually placing the pan in the sink, then handing the plate to Fu Tianci.
Fu Tianci was caught by surprise for a moment. He looked up at Lin Nuan; how could she treat him like a waiter!
Fu Tianci was a little annoyed, and he was about to leave with a dark face when he heard Lin Nuan ask, "You don't want to eat this? Surely that little bit of food wasn't enough for your breakfast? Salmon has a softer texture…"