Tang Nuanning held her forehead, she felt embarrassed for him.
Fortunately, his efficiency was high, and the takeout he ordered quickly arrived, complete with soup dumplings, shrimp dumplings, fried dough sticks, as well as burgers, sandwiches, soy milk, and various kinds of porridge.
There were many varieties to satisfy the different tastes of the children.
Tang Nuanning once again called the kids to wash their hands and eat. The little ones ran out from the children's room, checked the table to make sure their breakfast was there, and then hurried to wash their hands.
Bo Yanchen moved the takeout to one side and placed what he had made in front of Tang Nuanning, "You eat this."
"Huh? Why?"
Bo Yanchen said, "This is what I made, that is what other men made."
He knew the backstage chefs at the Jinping Grand Hotel were all male.
Tang Nuanning was speechless. Was there really a need to compare?!
Just as she was about to scold him, the kids ran back in, each taking their seats,
