"Just whip up something simple." Yun Hao knew too well how much these old fellas could eat; there's no way he was going to let Hanhan, who was already drained, get exhausted cooking as well.
Meng Yunhan hadn't even finished the food in her aluminum lunch box, and Yun Hao scooped up the leftovers to eat.
Meng Yunhan wasn't surprised anymore; this man was a stickler for not wasting food. After mentally repeating this, she finally calmed down.
Yun Hao was about to fetch water for Meng Yunhan, but she stopped him. "I can get it myself."
"Hanhan, are you able to walk?"
Meng Yunhan's face turned crimson. Couldn't this man stop asking obvious questions?
"Would you help me wash?" Meng Yunhan said, her face burning with embarrassment.
Yun Hao broke into a smile. "Sure."
Now it was Meng Yunhan's turn to feel more embarrassed. Even though they were a married couple and had shared moments of intimacy, it was still really awkward to face things head-on in broad daylight.
