Yi Qianru raised his hand, looked at Si Yaya with suspicion, and took a sip of his own bowl.
...
"Wow." He spat out the fish soup he had just drunk. "It's salty. Why do you still want to eat it? Wait, I'll ask Mrs. Li to cook."
"When you cook for me, it's delicious." Si Yaya bowed her head and said.
Yi Qiantu felt warm in his heart. He raised his hand and rubbed her head, saying, "Silly woman."
He walked out with his rice bowl in hand. Not long after, Mrs. Li came in carrying her breakfast. Si Yaya poked her head out and looked behind her. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she didn't see Yi Qianru.
"What are you looking for, sister-in-law Li?" Madam Li knew the answer, so she asked.
Si Yaya blushed and said, "No, nothing."
"I made some food. Sister, you should e
