Chicken soup?
It seemed she had indeed mentioned such a thing, but she herself had almost completely forgotten about it; how could he still remember it?
"Chicken soup needs time, and if rushed, it definitely won't come out good, can it wait until tomorrow? Could we have something else tonight instead?"
Wei Chengfeng got up again, walked over, and stood in front of her, his brows slightly knitted, clearly showing his displeasure.
"Tomorrow morning?"
"Morning will also be too rushed, and besides, drinking chicken soup in the morning can actually be bad for the body, it might cause heatiness, let's aim for tomorrow noon."
Wei Chengfeng's brows gradually relaxed, and his gaze deepened significantly, "Tomorrow at noon, will you bring it to me?"
Su Li gritted her teeth and nodded, "Okay, I'll bring it to you tomorrow at noon."
Wei Chengfeng nodded in satisfaction, tilted his chin up, gesturing for her to hurry up with the cooking, "Alright, anything is fine for dinner."
