Feng Xi's mouth was so wide that an egg could be stuffed in it as she looked at the picture on her phone.
To let them eat such a dark dish? No way ...
However, it did not matter whether he could eat or not. What was important was that he wanted to verify for himself whether Gu Jue really knew how to cook.
If he really knew how to cook, Feng Xi felt like she could fly into the sky.
It was an unbelievable thing.
What kind of feeling was that? it was ... It was especially horrifying ...
Gu Jue saw something that looked good and felt that it could be cooked and eaten, so he threw it into the car.
He could suddenly understand why so many aunties liked to go to the supermarket.
It was really interesting ...
Feng Xi looked at the shopping cart that was full of things and didn't have the energy to complain.
Could this kind of person who took whatever he wanted, who didn't care if he knew how to cook or whether the date was fresh or not, really cook?
