Ye Tian comfortably embraced Yu Yueyue's soft, fragrant body while observing Mu Yurou's every move.
He was well aware of how terrible Mu Yurou's cooking was—she nearly blew up the kitchen just boiling an egg.
To prevent a repeat of the last incident, Ye Tian secretly ordered takeout from a hotel.
However, Mu Yurou seemed to have learned a thing or two; at least this time she didn't burn the ingredients.
...
"Hubby, Yueyue, how does it taste?"
At the dining table, Mu Yurou asked with some anticipation and a bit of nervousness.
"It's very nice," Ye Tian said.
"Sister Mu, the noodles you made are so delicious." Yu Yueyue's eyes squinted into crescents as she spoke with a bit of envy.
"If you like them, I can cook for you every day. I will continue to improve," Mu Yurou said.
"Well, I won't be polite then, hubby." Ye Tian smiled and nodded, saying.
"Mm..."
Mu Yurou responded happily.
