"It's so delicious! So fragrant!"
Li Tingyan took a big bite, enjoying Nianyang's braised pork which was fresh and savory, rich but not greasy, melting in his mouth. The aroma made him feel like he could swallow his tongue.
But as long as it's made by his wife, even if it's a shell, he'd find it tasty!
"If you like it, eat more!"
Nianyang said with a smile, feeling deeply satisfied seeing her man enjoying the food so much!
Actually, her cooking isn't great, just average, so she's never liked cooking. But with the Spiritual Spring water, even the worst cooking skills turn into Michelin chef quality!
"Mm, mm, you should eat too, sweetheart."
Li Tingyan ate a few more bites of the vegetables and meat Nianyang fed him, then picked up his chopsticks and fed some to Nianyang.
The two of them kept feeding each other, at first still aware of whose chopsticks were whose.
By the end, they simply used Li Tingyan's chopsticks for everything.
You ask them what cleanliness is?
