Tian Tian tightened her grip on the bag slightly, her voice cold.
"I just don't dare to eat what you make anymore!"
Shen Tiancheng: "..."
So, decided to cook yourself?
The pot of congee he cooked earlier is still sitting there, even still warm.
Although Shen Tiancheng was dissatisfied, considering the Mu Family's attitude, he couldn't be bothered to argue with Tian Tian.
Plus, calculating the time, that drug would be ready in two days, and by then he would surely see a blank canvas, a Tian Tian at his mercy.
Thinking this, Shen Tiancheng's mood improved greatly, and even the wicked smile on his face became much softer, making him more amiable when speaking to Tian Tian.
"Well then... Go ahead, I'm hungry too!"
Tian Tian: "..."
Hungry indeed, she was just ready to start cooking.
But although Shen Tiancheng was sitting on the sofa, his slender and almond-shaped eyes were fixed intently on her side, making her very uncomfortable.
