"Eat up. Only when you're full can you have the energy to be angry with me!"
The man's voice was deep and magnetic, the kind that women find hard to resist.
Listening to such a voice, Mu Keren's eyes suddenly became a bit red.
The only person in the world who would cook something for her to eat during a quarrel and tell her that she needs to be full to have the energy, is Huang Qingtian...
For a moment, she felt as if the things clogging up her chest had dissolved quite a bit.
And then, she really started eating the rice porridge.
To be honest, she really hadn't eaten much tonight.
The chicken wings from earlier had been shared between Huang Qingtian and his subordinates.
Later, all the food Qingtian made was seafood.
Before she was pregnant, seafood was Mu Keren's favorite.
But after becoming pregnant, seafood became a nightmare for her.
Every time she ate it, as long as it tasted a little fishy, she couldn't eat it at all.
