"I like eating tofu, tofu is delicious."
Lin Murong was self-sufficient, cooking for himself.
He smuggled a lot of ingredients from the supermarket, and then he started cooking.
His cooking skills were rather impressive, alright?
He was super amazing.
Awesome.
Capable of self-sufficiency.
Hmph.
Even without the two of them, he could manage on his own.
He was super amazing.
It was just, there was a feeling missing.
When Lin Murong ate the food he made alone, it always felt like something was missing.
The food was fragrant, and the dishes were delicious, but still, a certain feeling was missing.
Sigh.
He had to eat alone.
Annoying.
Sometimes, it was really annoying.
As Lin Murong ate, he felt his appetite had significantly diminished.
However, despite the lack of appetite, he still ate heartily.
Food shouldn't be wasted.
Wasting food was very shameful.
Lin Murong still enjoyed his meal.
He polished off everything.
Yummy food.
As he ate, he stopped being annoyed.
