Listen to his skeptical tone...
Qiao Xi was rendered speechless by him, "It's true I can't cook, but I'm not devoid of common sense!"
She pushed Shen Dang, annoyed, "Go check now if I've damaged the pot!"
Shen Dang walked forward a few steps, smiling as if her push propelled him, then he slowed his pace.
He still turned back to look at Qiao Xi, "Is the rice ready?"
Qiao Xi eyed him sideways, unamused, "I haven't checked, it shouldn't be ready so soon."
Shen Dang smiled mischievously, "Actually, I was worried you might not cook it thoroughly."
Qiao Xi: "..."
She was so annoyed she could scratch someone.
If this continued, she would really get angry!
Crossing her arms, her eyes cold, she stared at him, "Go see if it's cooked or not."
As it turned out, Qiao Xi did cook the rice after all.
Shen Dang finished cooking dinner, and it wasn't even late.
Qiao Xi thought she had misread the time but evidently hadn't.
