Walking back into the kitchen, Lin Xi noticed the smoke had dissipated quite a bit.
As for why there was so much smoke, seeing a pan of scorched chili fried meat, he knew what had happened.
Also, she hadn't turned on the exhaust fan!
Lin Xi figured, judging by how it turned out, it was probably her first time in the kitchen, and she likely didn't know about the magical existence of exhaust fans.
It took him about forty minutes to complete three dishes and a soup, and the rice in the half-filled rice cooker was also ready.
After all, Lin Xi had only eaten half a meal at the restaurant.
Once everything was ready, Lin Xi carried Bai Bing from the room and they sat together at the dining table.
Just like in the morning and last night, Bai Bing's appetite was still very good, unknowingly far exceeding her usual amount, and she couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed, blaming Lin Xi for cooking so well.
