"Oh my god, what is this?"
In the past month, Feng Ling had been used to cooking by herself, so she decided to make a few more dishes. After placing them on the dining table, Lei Peng jumped up in surprise and directly dragged Tam and Lin Cheng over. "Our Little Feng Ling is showing off!"
"Women are indeed different. If you study cooking carefully, you'll learn it quickly." Tam reached out and quietly picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. He clicked his tongue for a long time from the fragrance. He quickly picked up a tissue to wipe his hands, in case Feng Ling would glare at him when she came out to eat.
In the end, when Feng Ling came out, she saw that Li Nanheng was still sitting on the sofa, complaining about K's various organs. From his eyes to his neck to his mouth, even his fingernails were despised. Facing the Boss he had always admired and the Boss who had saved his life, K was still touched.