Hearing this, Long Yang paused in his steps and arched an eyebrow.
Despite her tender age, she always spoke in the tone of an old woman.
She was just a young girl!
He did not need to obey her at all, but in the end, he still did as he was told and cleaned his hands.
When he returned, the dishes were already laid out on the table.
Lu Liangwei handed him a pair of chopsticks and hesitated briefly before explaining, "I made all these."
"You did?" Long Yang took the chopsticks from her, unable to hide the surprise on his face. He never thought that she could cook.
Meeting his incredulous gaze, Lu Liangwei did not clarify further and merely said, "I haven't cooked much since I found out I was pregnant. I hope these dishes are still to your liking." She then filled a bowl with fish soup and placed it in front of him.
Staring at the delicious-smelling, milky-white fish soup before him, Long Yang suddenly felt a little glum.
