"How is it? I said it can be eaten!" Su Qing looked at Huo Qi's shocked expression seriously and said proudly, her tone even smug.
Huo Qi tasted it carefully in disbelief. This was something he had personally made? Could it be that he was a culinary genius whose secret abilities had been buried for many years? How could it be so delicious? He couldn't believe it.
"If I hadn't been in this line of work, I might have been a good chef!"
Huo Qi was just joking, but the serious Su Qing really considered it seriously. "I don't think so. You have to practice more. As a chef, you have to be at least as good as Third Master!"
Huo Qi couldn't help but pinch Su Qing's face. He smiled dotingly, but didn't say anything.
After eating this breakfast that was painstakingly prepared, Su Qing extinguished the fire and took the initiative to take the backpack. She looked up at Huo Qi, who was also prepared, and said calmly, "Let's go."
