"Xiao Er..." Han Luoli's voice came from the side, clearly filled with jealousy.
Gu Xiaoer, clueless about the situation, happily handed over a chicken wing, "It's really delicious, Da Luoluo, you should try it!"
Han Luoli turned his head away in disdain and locked eyes with Bai Xiaoyu, sparks flying between them.
Bai Xiaoyu: It seems like Xiao Er really enjoys my barbecue skills.
Han Luoli: Hmph, you think you can win over my wife with those pitiful things!
President Han quickly became unwilling to back down, it's just barbecue, what's so great about it, he can do it too!
With a long stride, he walked towards the barbecue grill.
"Hey, Da Luoluo, where are you going?"
"I'm going to grill some skewers for you!"
"Childish!" Bai Xiaoyu watched the man's back, sneering, but couldn't help himself from heading to the juicer on the side.
