"You're going to... 'satisfy' me?"
Jiang Xinghai clapped. "Lingxue, that's not an unreasonable request. I accept."
"What request?" Shen Lingxue was a little lost.
Jiang Xinghai grinned slyly. "The literal meaning, of course. No need to spell it out."
"..."
Shen Lingxue paused. It took her a second to connect his words to her offer to cook, and then she caught the hidden meaning. Her face instantly flushed with embarrassment. "You're awful! I meant I was going to make you noodles with a fried egg! Where did your mind go?!"
"Right? And I said I accept," Jiang Xinghai said, playing dumb.
Shen Lingxue looked thoroughly unamused. "Fine, I'm not cooking anymore. You can make dinner tonight. There are frozen dumplings in the fridge. Go boil them."
"You're trying to get pregnant; you can't eat something so simple. Let me make a few proper side dishes," Jiang Xinghai said with a goofy grin.
