1215. Is this enough?
Mu Anran smiled sweetly and placed the food on the coffee table, turning her head to call Yu Lingqian over.
Yu Lingqian elegantly rose to his feet and strode over to the table to take a seat.
Mu Anran brought out the dishes one by one, a refreshing aroma instantly filling the air.
Yu Lingqian, who initially had a poor appetite, surprisingly felt a bit hungry.
Mu Anran picked up a dumpling, dipped it in some sauce, and offered it to Yu Lingqian's lips, "Try it."
Perhaps she was too eager for his feedback, so much so that Mu Anran didn't even realize how intimate the gesture was.
Yu Lingqian didn't resist, obediently opened his mouth, and took a bite.
The broth was rich, the wrapper thin, the filling abundant; neither oily nor greasy, it was indeed as fresh and tasty as she described.
"How is it? I added chicken broth to the dumpling filling, it's super aromatic," Mu Anran's eyes sparkled as she looked at Yu Lingqian.
