In an instant, the delicious taste of the crucian carp tofu soup filled her taste buds, making her want to swallow her tongue along with it.
Gu Yelin watched An Yiqing with an amused smile as she showed her overwhelmed expression from the delicious food, and he calmly served her a spoonful of vegetable porridge, satisfying her craving.
By the end of the meal, An Yiqing had devoured an entire plate of food and a large bowl of soup, eating almost half of the pot of vegetable porridge that Gu Yelin had prepared.
Touching her belly with a gloomy face, An Yiqing suddenly wondered if her stomach was a bottomless pit.
Just after cleaning up the dishes and utensils, Chiang Yi, who had finished his tasks, knocked on the door and walked in.
"Awake? How do you feel?"
An Yiqing, who had eaten, looked very healthy, with her little face blushing.
"It's nothing, just a minor injury."
