10 minutes later ...
A happy atmosphere enveloped the Xian Residence's kitchen. Jiang Ruolan stood in front of the pot and tied an apron to her body to prevent the starch from falling off on her. She held a spoon in her hand and stirred the boiling pot.
Jiang Ruolan knew that Xian Zihao also hadn't eaten much during the dinner, so in order to reward her beloved husband, she decided to cook the dumplings herself. She stirred the boiling pot while looking at Xian Zihao from time to time. He still looked handsome even though he was sitting in a hot and oily kitchen.
Xian Zihao was ordered by his beloved wife to peel garlic. He occasionally raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ruolan, who was busy stirring the pot, with a warm look in his eyes.
The delicious aroma scattered in the air.
Jiang Ruolan has an indescribable feeling in her heart. If she was asked to explain it, maybe she could just say that she wanted this moment to last forever.
