Zhang Haike silently swallowed the overly salty piece of chicken in his mouth, glanced at Zhang Haixing, who was eager to try, and then looked at Zhang Jiuri, who had yet to touch his chopsticks, silently casting him a sympathetic look.
"Great, I'll definitely have to taste your cooking properly then," Qingye said with a smile of encouragement, before eating the chicken in her bowl without changing her expression, and then quietly taking a couple of sips of the salt-free soup.
Throughout the meal, Zhang Haixing's mouth chattered away nonstop, until Zhang Haike plugged her mouth with a chicken leg.
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