Tonight's dinner, of course, was not made by Mu Xiaoyao.
Mu Xiaoyao had entered the kitchen and was kicked out in less than three minutes.
However, tonight's dinner wasn't made by Baili Xia either.
After learning she was pregnant, who would dare let her cook? Aren't they afraid of being torn apart by Mr. Xiaojiu?
The table was set with five dishes and a soup, plus a special nourishing soup stewed especially for Baili Xia, served up by the skillful hands of Nangong Xu.
Seeing the long-haired, apron-clad handsome man, Baili Xia's eyes nearly turned into stars.
Such a beautiful man, with such nimble hands, how can women stand it?
Just a few kinds of green vegetables and fruits, plus sea urchin grabbed by someone kind-hearted unknown, Nangong Xu turned them into a sea urchin fried rice.
The table was filled with dishes, fragrant and appealing in color, aroma, and taste.
