The quickly made beef noodles were so fragrant that they hugely increased Rong Qingqing's appetite.
She even had a bold thought in her mind.
How likely is it to hire Sun Lei Lei to come home as a chef?
Honestly, Sun Lei Lei's cooking skills are even better than Xiao Guan's.
Rong Qingqing ate two big bowls, and after finishing, she sat there, burped, and even rubbed her belly.
At that moment, her phone made two sounds.
It was a WeChat message from Shen Jue.
Rong Qingqing opened it and laughed right away.
Zhao Junxi made a "hey" sound, leaned over his head, took a glance, and then told everyone,
"Rong Qingqing's fiancé sent her a WeChat message saying, if she could eat like today's lunch every day at home, he wouldn't worry about her being so thin that a gust of wind would blow her away."
Zhao Junxi laughed, slapping the table, "He's watching our live stream too, huh? Does he watch you eat and accompany you to eat? Maybe he's considering you as his meal appetizer!"
