A woman's voice, resembling silver bells, slipped from her thin lips, familiar and melodious, causing Huo Zun's lips to curve upward.
"Hmm, I need... It would be better if it were a person."
Hua Nuan: "..."
For the love of god.
Hua Nuan cautiously handed over the meal she personally prepared to the man, raising her eyebrows slightly.
"Try it, it's sort of like semi-processed food."
Upon hearing this, Huo Zun's lips curved a bit more.
Obviously pleased by the woman's words.
"Hmm."
Even though the meal was just ordinary grilled meat and vegetable rice, Huo Zun polished it off completely, after all, it was made by his own Little Nuannuan personally for him.
The taste was excellent.
Seeing that the man finished everything, Hua Nuan hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it over.
"Eat slowly."
"Hmm... It's already finished."
Noting the man's exhaustion, Hua Nuan tidied up the lunch box to one side, and voluntarily stood up to massage Huo Zun's temples.
