Ning Wan was standing on the balcony, blissfully savoring the aroma of the food drifting over from next door, when her neighbor caught her red-handed. The words came out before she had a chance to think.
“Um… could I join you for dinner?”
“Sure.”
Ning Wan only wanted to mooch one meal. How did it turn into mooching dinner every day?
“Didn’t you say not just anyone gets to eat your cooking?”
“I did.”
“Then you…”
“But you’ve already tried it. Letting you have it again…”
“…”
“Wouldn’t be out of the question.”
A sweet everyday romance between a talented, versatile author and her childhood friend, a sly master chef
