"You... can cook?"
Lin Tian expressed his doubt.
The last time Gan Yanyu was at Lin Tian's house, she almost made him a full Manchu-Han Imperial Feast.
The "almost" part was because Gan Yanyu didn't know how to turn on the gas.
So, it was a death sentence right there, and she switched to mung bean cake.
"Of course, I always cook for myself in the UK."
Gan Yanyu said seriously.
Then she added a bit guiltily:
"Although the taste is quite average... filling the stomach is definitely not a problem."
Hasn't even started cooking and we're already at the 'being full equals winning' stage?!
"Alright, tell me what ingredients you need for tomorrow night, and I'll bring them for you after school."
Lin Tian still agreed to Gan Yanyu's request.
After all, if he could take a break from cooking for a meal, Lin Tian wouldn't object.
