An Ruoxue truly lived up to her reputation as the finest little home cook. In no time at all, she had prepared a table full of delicious dishes. Laying eyes on her cooking once again, Rong Che felt a sudden, poignant ache in the back of his throat. Though he hadn't felt hungry at all a moment before, his stomach was now rumbling, and he was dying to taste An Ruoxue's cooking.
He had craved her culinary skills for four years. Over the past four years, Rong Che had traveled the world and tasted every delicacy under the sun, yet dishes that others praised to the high heavens tasted utterly flavorless to him.
In recent years, what he missed most was An Ruoxue's cooking. He longed for the days when he could eat her food every single day, longing for her taste.
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