Qiao Mianmian was still worried. She thought for a while, threw her cell phone aside, jumped off the bed, and ran out of the kitchen.
As she got closer, she could smell the pungent smoke.
She immediately pushed the door open, and a puff of white smoke hit her face, causing her to cough uncontrollably.
"Cough, cough, cough. Mo Yesi, what are you doing." Qiao Mianmian coughed so hard that she was tearing up. She held her nose and blew the white smoke away as she walked in. When she saw the two black and unclear objects in the nonstick pot, she was stunned and asked with a twitch of her lips, "What's in the pot?"
"Cough." Mo Yesi choked too. He covered his mouth and coughed. He looked down at the two pieces of black stuff in the pot and kept quiet for a while before saying, "Steak."
Qiao Mianmian asked, "… Steak?"
She couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure?"
The two balls were so black that it was hard to tell what they were.
