"You're lucky, cousin." Resigned to her fate, Le Yao took out the steaks. "I do know how to cook Western food, but Chinese is my specialty."
"Love you." Feng Lianyi reached out to hug Le Yao, but just as she reached out, she was pulled back by Qiao Qiao.
"Although you're my cousin, my baby isn't someone you can touch. If you still want to freeload in the future, you can wait outside."
"You brat…" Feng Lianyi's eyes widened, but in the end, she could only compromise.
Half an hour later, Le Yao finished making the steak spaghetti borscht.
"It's not time for dinner yet, so I only made yours." Le Yao put the things down. "This pudding was made yesterday. See if you can eat it?"
Feng Lianyi sniffed. "I think so. I can smell the fragrance."
As expected, Feng Lianyi quickly finished everything. In the end, she even burped. "I haven't eaten so comfortably in a long time."
Qiao Qiao was dumbfounded. Cousin Lianyi's appetite was really good.
