"Third brother, just eat your meal and don't be shameless!" Having served the food and returned to the kitchen, Xiao Yishan heard Yuchuan's words and immediately scowled.
"What's the need for a face or skin when talking to my wife?" Xiao Yuchuan was unperturbed and started to eat the rice in his bowl with chopsticks. While eating, he glanced at Su Qingyue, "Wife, look how much I love you. There are no sweet potatoes in your rice, which considerably increased our food expenses."
Xiao Yishan, sitting next to Su Qingyue, saw the big chicken drumstick in her bowl and guessed that it was his third brother who had given it to her. He also took another big chicken drumstick from the bowl and put it into her bowl.
Swallowing the chicken soup in her mouth, Su Qingyue smiled at him, "Thank you, second brother."