The fried egg was surprisingly well-cooked, with a bright yellow color, not burnt at all.
He said a bit unnaturally, "Well, this time I remembered to add salt."
Qin Yin burst out laughing.
She picked up the fried egg and took a bite. Indeed, he had remembered to add salt. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, very tasty.
After they finished breakfast together, Qin Yin proactively got up to clear the plates.
However, Nan Sichen stopped her, "No need, I'll do it."
Qin Yin smiled, "Let me do it."
She dodged his attempt to snatch the plates, then walked into the kitchen.
But when she got to the kitchen, she was taken aback.
Looking at the cutting board covered with eggshells, a burnt ham, and over a dozen burnt eggs lying in the chili tube...
She suddenly felt as though ten thousand horses galloped through her heart. What time did he get up to start learning how to fry eggs? He had burned so many.