"Xiao Liuliu…" Nian Xiaomu was about to remind her that she had not washed her hands, but the very next second, Xiao Liuliu's delicate face crumpled into a bun.
With her mouth stuffed, she was unable to swallow, yet afraid to spit the food out.
Nian Xiaomu was shocked and grabbed her chopsticks to taste her own omelette.
It was only one bite, but it was so salty that her entire face became twisted in agony.
She quickly stretched her hands out to carry Xiao Liuliu into her arms. "Spit it out now. Don't eat anymore."
Xiao Liuliu was very obedient and opened her mouth to spit out the omelette.
Her face was flushed red, and she nestled aggrievedly in Nian Xiaomu's arms.
Nian Xiaomu carried her to swiftly get a glass of water.
"How many times have you cooked prior to this meal?" Yu Yuehan used his chopsticks to pick out the egg shells in the omelette dish. The expression on his face was beyond description.
