"The roast meat I made for my wife is ready. I'll go back first," Zhao Zhan said as he handed the other two sets of roast meat wrapped in oil paper to Fang Tianliu. "This is for you and Miss Li."
"Zhao Zhan, it's my good fortune to know you! Then you should go back quickly," Fang Tianliu couldn't hold back the smell of the roasted meat, and he hurriedly told Zhao Zhan before immersing himself in the food.
Zhao Zhan chuckled, shook his head, and returned to his residence.
"Zhao Zhan, you're back so soon?"
When Yue Jiaojiao saw Zhao Zhan enter the room, she raised her head and asked with a smile, "Did anything fun happen in the shop today? "
