When Qin Xi finished washing up and came out, breakfast was already laid out on the dining table.
Bacon rolls, fried eggs, sausages, millet porridge, shrimp dumplings, and more—a feast indeed.
Judging by the way it was plated, it didn't seem like it was bought from outside.
She looked at Ning Ze and asked, "Did you make this?"
Ning Ze replied with some pride, "Of course."
He looked at Qin Xi, full of anticipation, "Xi Xi, try it quickly."
Qin Xi sat down, ready to be the guinea pig, but...
She took a bite of the egg, her eyes brightened, and she looked at Ning Ze in surprise, "Did you really make this?"
"Yeah, is it good?" Ning Ze asked with a smile.
Qin Xi nodded and said, "It's delicious. I didn't expect you to have such a talent for cooking."
"I had no choice, to let my wife have a delicious breakfast, I had to work hard," Ning Ze said proudly.
Qin Xi thought of his disastrous first attempt at cooking and smiled knowingly, "That is indeed my honor."
