Convenient, simple, delicious, and nutritious.
There were plenty of pre-made meals that could satisfy all four of these conditions, but considering Erica's cooking skills, his options were limited.
'Braised pork is one option. I can cook it in advance, and all she'll have to do is heat it up. She just needs to cook some rice, and teaching her that shouldn't be too hard.'
'What should I do with all this flour? Make noodles? No, noodles don't keep well. What about flatbreads? Or steamed buns? But what would they be served with?'
As he was contemplating the lunch menu, the door to Jin Meiyan's room clicked open.
She had changed into a wine-red, off-the-shoulder T-shirt with an asymmetrical collar. The thin, form-fitting material fully revealed her beautiful curves.
Her denim shorts were gone, replaced by a pair of white hot pants.
Her long, messily permed hair was draped casually over her back, dancing with her movements and bringing with it a gust of fragrance.
