"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious!"
"Eat more if it's good, I'll make more for you after you finish."
In the villa at Beijing No.1, Liu Yan'Er was happily devouring the dishes Qin Feng brought, cooked by his own mother.
"I haven't eaten my mom's cooking in ages, you're so lucky, even in Jiangcheng you get to have it."
Liu Yan'Er took a deep breath of satisfaction then rolled her eyes at him in mock annoyance.
"What do you mean I get to eat it? It's because you wanted to eat it, so I made a special flight to bring it to you."
Qin Feng spread his hands helplessly and gave a bitter smile.
"Alright, alright, thank you for your hard work, my boyfriend!"
Liu Yan'Er thought for a moment, stood up and gave him a quick kiss.
"Are you using my face as a napkin to wipe your mouth?"
Qin Feng touched the kiss mark on his face and tapped her little head.
"Hmm~"
Liu Yan'Er gave a playful grunt, picked up a large shrimp, bit into it, and approached him with a blushing face.
