"Your opponent has never been me!"
Great, eliminated one!
Zhao Qingge squinted her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked at Li Peifeng, raising her voice: "When is Wu Wenyue coming?"
"Should be soon..."
"Ring ring~~"
"I'll go open the door."
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. As the doorbell rang, Huang Tianxuan's eyes lit up with an expectant expression, and she was the first to head to the door.
"Hey, is it Yueyue? I'll open the door for you..."
Zhao Qingge, however, turned and went into the kitchen: "What stage is the cooking at? Do you need me to do anything?"
Old Zhao was wearing a small gray suit, and even if she was in slippers, with her slightly angry expression, she still had the demeanor of a disciplinary officer.
Li Peifeng didn't dare let her help in the kitchen, and immediately shook his head: "No need, you just rest..."
"I'm going to stir-fry, you go do something else."
