"Oh well, do you eat shrimps?" Helian Wei Wei wisely changed the topic of their conversation.
Baili Jia Jue nodded nonchalantly as he could not care less about what he ate.
Helian Wei Wei's mouth gave a slight twitch, "What about eggplants?"
Baili Jia Jue was slightly stunned for a second. Although his face was emotionless, he furrowed his dark brows a little. He seemed to be enduring a slight discomfort before nodding his head.
Helian Wei Wei finally knew how to differentiate the food that he would or would not eat. Frowning meant that he disliked the food.
Helian Wei Wei's lips curved into a smile and continued cooking the mutton. The aroma of the meat spread through the atmosphere, making her starve badly.
The rack of lamb was hung in the courtyard. There was a big bowl of spicy shrimps on the wooden table, the red chilis and green side dish complemented well, whetting one's appetite.
