Qiao Mu heaved a sigh of relief when she heard Li Yan's affirmation. She was so happy that she was about to bloom. " If you like it, I'll…" I don't want to cook for you every day. I want you to miss the taste of my cooking. If I cook for you every day, you won't know how touched you are."
Li Yan chuckled. " Yes, I won't allow you to do it every day. I don't want to torture my stomach. "
Actually, he was reluctant to let her go to the kitchen every day. He would be content if she made him feel touched once in a while. After all, his woman was meant to be pampered, not a nanny who cooked.
Qiao Mu naturally understood what Li Yan meant. She let out a " tsk " and happily lowered her head to taste the steak she had fried.
The two of them bickering with each other had a different meaning in Xiao Xiao's ears.
Li Yan simply despised Qiao Mu's cooking. Even if Qiao Mu wanted to cook every day, Li Yan did not want to eat it!
