Li beixiao was worried that she would have a hard time, but since she insisted, he gave in to her.
"Didn't uncle Huo say that he'll come back to clean up?"
It was impossible to say that he wasn't surprised. When had brother Feng ever washed dishes?
"That's too embarrassing. I won't be able to cook or wash the dishes!"
It was true that Feng Yan had never done this kind of work before, but he felt that it would be good to learn from him.
If he could, he wanted to learn how to cook so that he could cook for the two children in the future.
Li Mumu praised Feng Yan with both hands. She felt that ever since his brother Feng had reconciled with his father, he had become more and more human and adorable.
Tang Tang touched her little stomach and burped. She covered her mouth with a smile and looked embarrassed.
The way her eyes curved was very similar to Huo qingge's.
