"Mm-hmm." Ashton Heath didn’t continue the previous topic, picking up his fork and taking a piece of chicken Joanna Lawrence had put in his bowl.
"How is it?" Joanna looked at him expectantly, "Is the chicken too tough? Is it flavorful enough?"
Joanna had some confidence in her culinary skills.
Although her cooking was certainly not comparable to a top chef, it was still above average.
Especially this Spicy Peanut Chicken Stir-fry, which was one of her signature dishes.
She had cooked it for David Benington twice before, and he had praised it highly both times.
Ashton Heath chewed carefully, and after swallowing the food in his mouth, he turned to her and said, "It’s delicious."
"Really?" Joanna’s face broke into a happy smile, "You’re not lying to me, are you? If it doesn’t taste good, you can tell me directly. I’m not afraid of being criticized."
"I’m not lying to you." Ashton Heath said earnestly, "It’s very delicious. It’s the best dish I’ve ever had since I was a child."
Even if he was trying to please her, that was a bit exaggerated.
She knew her skill level well.
He had grown up eating food prepared by professional chefs, his taste buds must be incredibly particular.
Her simple home-cooked side dishes probably wouldn’t even catch his eye.
"Really." Ashton Heath, as if afraid that she wouldn’t believe him, emphasized again earnestly, "I really think this is the best dish I’ve ever had, the taste is very unique and different from any other dish."
"Very unique?" Joanna Lawrence propped her chin with one hand, blinking curiously, "How is it unique?"
"I can’t describe it." Ashton Heath hooked his lips, gently saying, "Maybe it’s the taste of home, so it’s very different. Baby, this is the meal you cooked for me personally, I will definitely eat it all."
Yes, it was the taste of home.
So, the taste was one of a kind.
No one else could replicate it.
At this moment, Ashton Heath looked at the person sitting next to him, then at the food on the table, and felt an unprecedented sense of happiness and satisfaction.
So this is what having a home felt like, so wonderful.
Ashton Heath was very considerate during this meal.
He almost finished the two dishes Joanna had cooked.
As for the steak and ribs he had cooked, Joanna only tasted them before he forcibly threw them into the garbage bin.
In his words, he was worried that it would upset her stomach.
After dinner, Joanna was shooed by him to watch TV in the living room.
She wanted to help clean up the table and pick up the dishes, but he refused.
Joanna Lawrence leaned lazily on the living room sofa, propping up her body and watching the man busying himself between the dining area and the kitchen. Her happiness bursting at the seams, she couldn’t help but take out her phone and snap a picture of him cleaning up leftovers on the table.
After taking the photo, she photoshopped it a bit, holding his picture and sending a tweet on Twitter Moments.
She sent it to some groups, some could see it, and some couldn’t.
Those who could see it were the ones who knew she and Ashton Heath were together.
Just after posting the update, she received a like and a comment from Linda.
Linda’s comment: I’ll be the first to enjoy this puppy love.
Seeing that her agent had commented, Joanna immediately replied: Linda, have you had dinner yet?
Linda: Mm-hm, just finished. Are you free now, can you take a call?