"Come back to me!"
"Master?"
Mo Ruyue retracted her leg and looked at Ming Sihan in confusion. What was wrong with her master today?
It felt weird.
"I'm hungry."
Ming Sihan stared at the woman in front of him carefully. The more he looked at her, the faster his heart beat.
The woman's beautiful face was filled with confusion, and her brows were tightly furrowed.
"Then I'll go cook for Master? Or did Master want to eat the Devil Realm's big pot of rice?"
The godly doctor said that only she could save Ming Sihan. Was it because the demon wanted to eat her cooking?
Wouldn't he be treating her like a mother?
"You made it."
He recalled the dishes that Mo Ruyue had cooked. He had to admit that Mo Ruyue's culinary skills were really good.
Perhaps, delicious food could make him feel better, especially if it was made by Mo Ruyue.
"Alright then."
Mo Ruyue responded and turned around to prepare some food.
