"Changfeng..."
The Ninth Emperor looked at the young man in front of her and smiled.
The smile warmed Nan Changfeng's heart...
Just looking at her improved his mood.
This kind of pleasure was never there before knowing her.
"I'm hungry..."
The Ninth Emperor said lazily, but there was a smile in those eyes. "So, let's go home."
'Let's go home...'
Nan Changfeng smiled gently, raised his hand, and stroked the hair on the young girl's forehead, "Alright. Let's go home. What do you want to eat today?"
"Anything… As long as you cook it, I will eat it all, but it makes me wonder why Dongfang Yu and the girls are very dissatisfied with your cooking?"
This was something that the Ninth Emperor had always wondered about.
Obviously, Nan Changfeng was such a good cook, yet he still did not satisfy Dongfang Yu and Tian Xuan.
Nan Changfeng lowered his gaze, hiding the coldness in his eyes.
