"That's right! I was bored with nothing to do in the afternoon, so I roasted two fish for you. But they've gotten cold now, so let Shaoyao reheat them first." Since he liked carrying her, she also didn't feel like walking by herself.
The two people sat down on the embroidered couch, and Mo Lian turned the little lady's face to him as he gazed at her with a grin. "Qiaoqiao is so capable."
"Not capable." Qiao Mu creased her brows. "They taste meh, and they even got a bit burnt. You should roast them next time."
She had originally wanted to throw them away, but she felt that it was a pity to waste the dense mystic energy that these fishies had accumulated, being locally grown and bred inside Paradise Planet's lake.
"Everything that Qiaoqiao makes tastes good." As he spoke, Shaoyao was already leading people in to set down the dishes with a smile.
