Suddenly, Cheng Ling seemed to hear the sound of boiling water.
"Grandma, are you cooking anything in the kitchen?"
Xie Ying was stunned for a moment, then patted her head, "Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory. I cooked some sweet potato soup for you, and I was reheating it to drink it hot. Quickly go take a look."
Cheng Ling immediately put down her phone and went to the kitchen.
After a while, she brought out two bowls of steaming hot sweet potato soup.
"These sweet potatoes were harvested two-three months ago. I was afraid that they would sprout. As the temperature was dropping these few days, I made some soup for you to warm up."
"Grandma is so thoughtful."
Cheng Ling loved desserts. After taking it, her mood improved a lot.
Cheng Ling held the soup and sipped it in a small mouthful. She had forgotten about the friend request of the Cosmic Handsome Guy.
