Second floor. Qin Mo stood beside the bed and looked at the pill lying on his palm and raised his eyebrows. He popped the pill in his mouth. There seemed to be a small smile at the corner of his lips.
Bo Jiu wouldn't be able to see this scene. As a hazard in the kitchen, she had to remain constantly vigilant when she watched over the fire.
When Qin Mo came back, she even asked, "Is it burnt?"
"No." Qin Mo's posture was very professional when he was making steak. The seasoning process was handsome too. The steak was extremely fragrant when he finished making it.
Although Bo Jiu had other plans, it didn't affect her desire to eat steak.
She was a meat-eater. The moment the steak was cooked, Qin Mo cut a piece and fed it to her.
