"Try my cooking. This is my first time cooking for someone." Jing Yan proudly pulled He Miao to the dining table and sat her down. He handed her a pair of cutleries and smiled. "Let's try."
"Alright," she said. He Miao looked at the piping hot and fragrant dishes in front of her, and her appetite was roused. She picked up a piece of stir-fried meat and put it in her mouth. The aroma of the meat instantly spread in her mouth, and it was not at the level that a first-time cook could achieve.
"How is it?" Jing Yan observed her expression nervously. Seeing that she was enjoying it, he relaxed a little.
"It's delicious! Your cooking skills are much better than mine!" It's so delicious," He Miao praised sincerely. "I'll come here to freeload food from now on."
Jing Yan chuckled and picked up his cutleries. "You're always welcome."
"Oh, that's right." He Miao thought of the invitation on the table and suddenly asked, "Are you going to the auction?"