Yan Zhengchen felt that someone was about to explode again, so he hurriedly nodded. "Of course. If you like it, I'll make a cake for you another day."
Gong Lu glanced at him suspiciously. "You know how to bake cakes?"
"We will know after I try, won't we?" Yan Zhengchen smiled.
Gong Lu's instinct was to refuse.
It was true that Yan Zhengchen could cook, but his culinary skills were very strange.
His Chinese cuisine was very good, but the other dishes were unpalatable.
Yawning, Gong Lu said, "Only after you've tasted it and find it good. I'm going to sleep."
Yan Zhengchen followed Gong Lu. "I'll come with you."
*****
Today was the last day of the holiday. Chi Jiao went out early in the morning.
She called Dang Nan out, and the two of them boarded a bus to the suburbs.
"Jiaojiao, where are you taking me?"
"I'm visiting a friend of mine. His name is Si Yuehan," Chi Jiao said with a smile.
Si Yuehan?
