"Let's see if you guys like it."
Li Mingxun went to the staircase to help Luo Qianxun. When she went to the dining table and saw the delicious dishes on the table, she asked in surprise, "Did you and Quan Zehao make all of these?"
"Of course."
Li Mingxun raised his eyebrows, "I was on the phone with Hao Jia the whole time, cooking under her guidance."
"No wonder it smells so good."
Luo Qianxun led Bai Xiaolian to sit down at the dining table, "We pregnant women are the priority, we'll taste it first."
"There's also chicken soup."
Quan Zehao came out of the kitchen with the chicken soup, "It's a soup made with the herbs Mingxun brought, suitable for pregnant women."
Seeing Quan Zehao wearing an apron - obviously a woman's - Luo Qianxun giggled and said, "Quan Zehao looks like the man of the house. The apron suits you well."
Bai Xiaolian lightly pinched Luo Qianxun's backhand, "Quit talking and start eating."
