Shao Qinghen didn't like to eat coriander the most, so Xia Ning also formed a habit. As long as she couldn't put in the coriander, she would n' t put it in. If she really wanted to put in some, she would purposely put it less.
But when Xia Ning picked up the green coriander, a wonderful thought suddenly popped into his mind.
Shao Qinghen coaxed the group in the living room. His eyes would occasionally glance at the kitchen. Even though he couldn't see anything, he still thought about Xia Ning busy scene in the kitchen. It had been a long time since he had eaten Xia Ning dishes. Shao Qinghen still had a bit of anticipation.
The group that was playing with Shao Qinghen could tell that Shao Qinghen was absent-minded. Following Shao Qinghen gaze, Tuanzi naturally knew what Shao Qinghen was
