C171 You will Only Have an Appetite If Ling'er Comes

"Uh, no problem."

Xia Ling poured the stewed rib soup into the thermos and smiled, "It is just that I suddenly feel that my craftsmanship is becoming more and more similar to Mrs Zhang's. This pot of soup, if not for the ingredients that I personally added in the morning. I thought it was cooked by you, Mrs Zhang."

After getting along with her for so long