Mo Yesi looked at her affectionately and left the kitchen with a smile.
After marrying Mo Yesi, Qiao Mianmian rarely cooked.
Although Mo Yesi said that he liked her cooking, he actually rarely let her cook. Qiao Mianmian usually cooked for him when she was in the mood.
He would eat it all whether it was good or bad.
Qiao Mianmian was very good at making home-cooked dishes. She made three dishes in less than half an hour.
The porridge was just done.
After washing her hands and taking off her apron, she got a housemaid to bring the dishes out.
"It's all done?" Mo Yesi was sitting in the living room watching the news. He immediately stood up when he saw her coming out of the kitchen.
"Mm, it's done. I fried a prawn, and the other two are vegetable dishes. Come and see if you like them."
"I've said it before, I like it as long as it's made by you." Mo Yesi smiled and walked to her side, putting his arm around her waist.
