After a lot of effort, she finally pushed the man away, got up, and got out of bed.
In the living room, the fragrance was even stronger.
Jiang Tingxu came out of the room and saw that there were already several dishes on the dining table.
Stir-fried bamboo shoots with chili, shredded pork with fish flavor, and a small plate of stir-fried meat. No wonder the fragrance was so strong. These dishes were all very delicious.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the thick smell of bone broth was still coming out.
Jiang Tingxu stole a piece of bamboo shoot and walked to the kitchen while eating.
Unexpectedly, in the kitchen, a certain little guy was openly sneak-eating.
"Grandma Wen, tofu. Ningning wants to eat tofu."
Aunt Wen held a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, feeding the little guy.
"Okay, let's eat this piece of fish first, then we'll eat tofu."
"Okay."
"What delicious food are you eating?"
