An Jin raised an eyebrow and shifted to make some room for the few males who had squeezed over. She gave the handsome, resolute man beside her a skeptical look.
'Can Ling Hong really roast meat?'
'I'm the one who's always done the cooking at home!'
She had to admit, Ling Hong really had a talent for it. She had only done it in front of him a few times, yet he could already replicate it passably.
He even managed to perfectly copy the final steps, rubbing the roast with salt, minced garlic, and spicy sauce.
"Here, try some," he said with a slight smile, tearing off a tender piece of meat. After blowing on it to cool it down, he handed it to her.
An Jin took a skeptical bite and was utterly amazed. The flavor... it was actually no worse than her own cooking!
She had honed this skill by frequently grilling at home in her past life. To think Ling Hong had learned it just by watching a few times left An Jin feeling a little dejected.
