Nodding, then shaking her head, Qhianqhian pouted, looking displeased under Tang Tianyi's slightly furrowed brow: "I want to eat first."
Caught between laughter and helplessness, he nodded, checked the time, rolled up his sleeves, and headed downstairs: "What do you want to eat?"
Upon hearing this, Qhianqhian hurried to catch up: "You can cook?"
"Uh, kind of." After all... Luo Shufan, to save time, only orders takeout, which he's sick of eating.
"Keep it simple for breakfast, nothing too greasy." She didn't specify anything, just stated her requirements, with a few smiles hinting that she'd eat whatever he made.
Waving the spatula in his hand, Tang Tianyi looked at her following into the kitchen and chuckled: "You just wait outside, it will be ready soon."
After all, he had heard a bit about Qhianqhian's destructive power in the kitchen and didn't dare to take risks.
