After they woke up, both of them were a little hungry because they had slept the entire day.
After Huo Xuan washed up, he picked up his phone and was about to ask the hotel to prepare some delicious food to send over when he was stopped by Mo Zhu.
After placing the man's phone on the table, Mo Zhu raised her eyebrows and looked at Huo Xuan with interest. "Master Huo, what do you think? Are you interested in tasting the dishes I make today?"
Thinking of how he had just received a call from Xu Huan, who was suffering from Jiang Yu's terrible cooking, and considering that Mo Zhu might want to imitate Jiang Yu, he reflexively rejected her righteously, "It's alright, it's alright. Your body hasn't recovered yet. How can I trouble you to cook for me? I'll do it, I'll cook this meal!"
Upon hearing the man's words, Mo Zhu lowered her eyes unhappily and frowned. "Why? Are you afraid that my cooking won't taste good and the food will turn out hard to swallow?"
