"Ah, but if you're really tired, I'll cook once or twice. But if it's not delicious, I don't want to hear a word of complaint from you!" Jiang Yao threatened, "If you dare to complain, don't expect me to cook a second time!"
At the look that she was sending him, Lu Xingzhi could not help but press his lips against hers. Whatever she made, even if she had added arsenic in it, he would eat without any hesitation, how could he even think of expressing any disgust at it?
"Whatever you make, I'll eat it." Lu Xingzhi promised.
Jiang Yao nodded her head in satisfaction, and she tried to shove him off her. Yet, he clung even closer to her, and his energetic little brother was poking at her belly, which she could not ignore even if she tried. Hence, she could only keep talking in order to distract herself from it.