Qin Qin looked at Mo Yunchen tenderly, those beautiful eyes were bright and dazzling.
"Xinxin said our son personally cooked for Mi Ai."
It was his first time cooking, and she was a bit curious about how the dishes tasted.
"Thinking of him cooking, reminds me of the first meal you made for me."
Those past events seemed to be vivid, like it was yesterday.
Mo Yunchen held Qin Qin's hand tightly, "Mm, I'll cook for you for a lifetime."
"Mm, I know."
Qin Qin leaned on Mo Yunchen's shoulder, which was still so broad and firm, his embrace still so warm.
She closed her eyes, a smile playing at the corners of her lips.
Meanwhile, after Mo Yuyan and Mi Ai finished breakfast, Mi Ai cleaned the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.
They seemed just like an ordinary couple, you cook, I wash the dishes, living a simple yet beautiful life.
After washing the dishes and tidying up the house, Mo Yuyan personally took Mi Ai to the Jiao Corporation.
