For some reason, the sight of Arielle preparing the sauce with her fair hands made the woman salivate.
Staring at the ravioli inside the pot, she gulped discreetly.
When the three minutes were almost up, Arielle added two bowls of cold water into the pot. One by one, the ravioli floated to the surface of the water. It reminded the woman of toddlers swimming in a pool, making up an adorable image in her mind.
Suddenly, she could feel the appetite she had lost due to the sweltering heat return.
After adding the third bowl of water, the ravioli was finally scooped out of the pot. The five pieces of ravioli fit perfectly in the plastic bowl.
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