As expected, Yu Yiduo felt embarrassed and the smile on her face froze.
Qiao Mu hurriedly said, " Auntie, I'm really touched that you're able to cook for me personally. I believe that Auntie's culinary skills are not as bad as what Little Uncle said! "
When Yu Yiduo heard this, she happily went over and pinched Qiao Mu's cheeks. " Mumu is still the best at talking, unlike my wooden son. He speaks as if he has gunpowder in his mouth and isn't likable at all. Only someone with Mumu's good temper can tolerate him! "
Good temper…
Qiao Mu felt extremely guilty after being praised.
As Yu Yiduo spoke, she opened the lunchbox and scooped out a bowl of soup for Qiao Mu. " Here, drink it while it's hot. Look at how skinny you are. It's good to nourish your body. "
Qiao Mu glanced at Li Yan. From his words, it was obvious that she did not know how to cook. Then, was this soup really drinkable?
