Under the gaze of the three little ones, Xu Moqian held back the tears that almost fell, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just think it's so delicious, it's so good I could cry!"
Hearing him say that, the three little ones were satisfied and withdrew their gazes, continuing to eat heartily.
Qiao Jing didn't think much of it, smiling lightly as she said, "Then eat more."
Xu Moqian nodded and picked up another bite of food, stuffing it into his mouth.
The familiar taste made him involuntarily recall the times when Qiao Jing personally cooked, and memories of the past came flooding back...
Inside the house, several people were eating.
Outside, a sports car sped over and suddenly stopped in front of the small villa.
In the driver's seat, Lu Zijiao glanced at Lu Zijin in the passenger seat, raised an eyebrow and said, "Brother, this is the place, right? We can get out."
