Avery shook her head. "He said that he went to see a friend. He will return home once he is done."

"Why didn't he take you along?" Adrian asked in confusion.

"Maybe his friend only wants to see him, but not me," Avery replied casually. "Are you hungry? I'm a little hungry. If you're hungry, then I'll go make something to eat."

"What are you planning to cook?" Adrian was a little hungry, so he got up.

They headed to the kitchen.

They made too much ravioli that morning so there was excess.

"Let's cook ravioli!" Avery took them out from the fridge.

"Okay! I like ravioli."

"Is there anything that you don't like to eat?" Avery asked with a smile.

Avery would naturally relax when chatting with Adrian.

"I don't like bitter squash." Adrian grimaced. "Bitter squash is really bitter, but Mrs. Scarlet likes them."

"I don't like them either, but bitter squash is good stuff," Avery said. "But if you really don't like them, you don't have to eat them."

"Hmm. Can I try cooking? I want to