Qiao Jing noticed that this little guy has become increasingly affectionate lately.
However, every time the little guy acts coy with her, she feels a warmth in her heart, making her want to give this child even more love.
She raised her hand to pat the little guy's head and gently said, "Of course, tell Aunt Jing what you like to eat, and Aunt Jing will make it for you tonight."
Zhan Qiaomo replied without hesitation, "As long as Aunt Jing makes it, I love it!"
He felt that Aunt Jing's cooking skills were so good that no matter what she made, it would surely be delicious, so anything was fine!
Qiao Jing curled her lips into a smile and said, "Alright, Aunt Jing will definitely make it delicious and won't let you down."
Since cooking was in order, the first step was to prepare the necessary ingredients.
Qiao Jing checked the kitchen and found that the fridge was running low on supplies, requiring a trip out.
