Today, Yu Niaoniao asked Chun Feng to buy a lot of tofu.
When Xiao Juan saw the tofu, his forehead could not help but twitch.
Could it be that she still wanted to make stinky tofu?
He wanted to say something but hesitated. He wanted to persuade her to eat something else. It was good to eat anything, but not this smelly thing.
Xiao Juan's senses were sharper than ordinary people, including his sense of smell. Therefore, the stench affected him more strongly.
"Do you have to eat tofu? Can't you eat something else?"
Yu Niaoniao said excitedly, "But I want to eat tofu recently."
Xiao Juan looked at her sparkling eyes and could not bear to ruin her mood.
Forget it, he would let her be.
He was already prepared to endure the stench again tonight.
However, when dinner was served, he did not see any traces of stinky tofu. He could not help but ask.
"Niaoniao, where's your tofu?"
