บท 162: Chapter 162 What is the Ghost Called?_1

Soon, the ordered dishes were served one after the other.

At Xie Yuan's signal, the waitstaff retreated to a place out of Su Miaomiao's sight.

Xie Yuan rolled up his sleeves and personally blanched the food for Su Miaomiao.

It was clear that he had done his homework, not only knowing what Su Miaomiao liked to eat,

but also adeptly mastering the timing needed to cook various dishes. During her hospital stay, Su Miaomiao's appetite wasn't very good.

Finally having food to her liking, she ate happily.

After taking a couple of bites, she didn't forget to feed Xie Yuan as well.

"You, eat."

Xie Yuan faced the beef drenched in chili oil and ate it without a change in expression.

His lips, tormented by the chili, caused Su Miaomiao to stare blankly.

She couldn't help but raise her hand to touch his lips.

"Want to kiss."

The current her had no scruples, acting on whatever she felt like doing.

Xie Yuan usually indulged her, but this was, after all, in public.