"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
"Anything's fine." After eating Meng Chuyuan's Coca-cola chicken wings last time, Lu Qianling knew that her culinary skills were definitely not bad, so she could eat whatever Meng Chuyuan made later without worry.
"Then let me see what else is in the kitchen. I'll make some for you." Coincidentally, she was also a little hungry, so she would cook some for herself.
Meng Chuyuan got up and went to the kitchen. When she saw the noodles in the cabinet, she took them out. Then, she took some lettuce, a green onion, and two eggs from the fridge.
She filled a pot of water to boil and mixed the ingredients at the bottom of the soup. Then she fried the two eggs in a nearby pan and set them aside before washing the lettuce.
From the moment Meng Chuyuan fried the eggs, Lu Qianling had already appeared in the kitchen.