Li slowly looked at Gao Ce, a hint of dim distress flashed in his eyes, and quickly said: "It seems to be cold already, I'll go and heat it up."
After saying that, he held the rice cooker and walked towards the kitchen.
"No
He smiled and said: "Don't heat it up, just eat it like this. It's delicious if you eat it like this."
Then he hugged Li slowly across the rice cooker.
He took a deep breath, with a very happy look in his eyes: "Slow down, let's eat.
"A little tired
"Yeah." Li said slowly and quietly.
However, her fingers still grasped the rice cooker tightly unconsciously.
He raised his head and glanced at Gao Ce. His eyes were full of heaviness and pain like a thick fog.
For a moment, Li Huanhuan didn't know what to say next.
"I don't know when I started to get used to eating the food you cooked."
"Compared to the great chefs outside, the food is obviously very unpalatable."
"I still come home after work every day, like a fool, full of hope, pick up chopsticks, and eat the food you cooked. I feel like I am the happiest person in the world."
Gao Ce said this like a child while eating.
"Take it easy, cook for me for the rest of your life, okay?"
"If you don't hire a servant and you do it all the time, won't you get tired of it?
Every word was like a needle pricking his heart, causing unbearable pain.
If so, this time, Qin Minglang really fought to the death with him, and both sides suffered losses.
These splendors and wealth may completely drive him away.
Then, if Li slowly follows him, he will suffer a lot of injustice.
After a pause, Gao Ce continued: "But, no.
"I can make many, many delicious dishes for you to eat
During one meal, Gao Ce seemed to have endless words to say.