C812 Cooking Pot

The corners of Manager Yue's and Tian Xiaoer's eyes slightly twitched, "This, there's no need. This is specially made for you by Third Young Master. We don't have good food to eat."

Of course, Chen Fuyue knew that they were just trying to shirk their responsibility. She didn't need them, after all, the taste of Luo Yixiao's roasting was really not that great.

Ai, after all