Mo Chen nodded and responded affirmatively.
Walking out of the room, Ye Jiuliang held her stomach, her brows knitted in discomfort.
So hungry.
Pregnant with a little one, skipping even a single meal was intolerable, or else her stomach would start to complain.
She quickened her pace towards the stairs, and just as she descended the last step, a rich aroma wafted to her nose.
In an instant, her cravings were triggered.
Ye Jiuliang licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with a wolfish light.
Following the scent into the kitchen, the man's tall and slender silhouette came into view, and she couldn't help but pause.
Ye Jiuliang let out a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with an enchanting smile.
"What are you laughing at?"
The man with his back to her seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, guessing her expression accurately without even needing to turn around.
"How did you know I was laughing?" Ye Jiuliang leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, asking with interest.
