"As long as you like it and want to eat it, tell me." Lu Nian smiled gently, his eyes sparkling.
When Lu Qi heard Lu Nian's words, she said to Song Yu, who was sitting at the side, "Sister Song Yu, Second Brother is really too biased. He has never made anything delicious for us!"
Song Yu smiled and did not speak. She had only eaten Second Brother's Imperial Feast once, and she had never eaten it again.
When Lu Nian heard Lu Qi's words, he raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't have to eat so much!"
"Second Brother!" Lu Qi had a little baby fat. Every time Lu Nian was unwilling to make an Imperial Feast for her, he would use an excuse to say that she was fat. "I'm clearly not fat at all. I just have baby fat!"
"Babies are all chubby," Lu Nian said mercilessly.
Lu Qi was on the brink of tears. "Even if you don't cook for me, why don't you prepare an Imperial Feast for Sister Song Yu!"
