[Heiyang: No, no, it takes so long to cook a meal?

With this time, my cockerel has already cooked three dishes and two soups when cooking!]

[Heiyang: Hurry up, the flowers I've been waiting for have faded, why? Didn't I say I have mouth radiance? Why don't I talk anymore? Do you feel too bad to give it to me? Ah?!]

[Heiyang: Cao, if you make a typo, you will be happy, not a spoken word.]

[Heiyang: So you can do it!]

[Heiyang: That's it? Miss Hong? If you don't want to cook for your boyfriend, you don't have to do it, so there is no need to delay time like this!]

[Heiyang: Well, or do you still don’t want to wear the clothes I made? You really want to be a daughter, right? Call me Dad and listen to it?]

Hongli: "…"

Why do some people just want to die like this?

The insignificant conscience was swallowed by a mouthful of Yang. Hongli held her breath and poured the soup expressionlessly in the smoke.

[Hongli: It's soon, don't urge, don't regret it.]
Chapter completed!