Yu Yunxi coughed awkwardly. She also knew that her action was a little too much.
At this time, Feng Yili had already finished cooking the wonton. He walked over to Yu Yunxi and the little bun with two big bowls of wontons. He looked at Yu Yunxi meaningfully before he said, "You must be starving. Eat first. There aren't many ingredients left so you'll have to make do with this."
Yu Yunxi looked away stiffly when she heard this. There was really nothing she could do about her cooking skills. Fortunately, she only burnt the soup earlier. Otherwise, if the little bun ate it, she might lose an obedient and sensible son.
"Why are there only two bowls? What about you?" Yu Yunxi asked in confusion.
"I'm not hungry," Feng Yili replied in a deep voice.
"Huh? Not hungry? If you're not hungry, why did you ask me to cook in the first place?" Yu Yunxi asked with a frown.
