C293 He Doesn't Have a Fever Right

He looked at Lin Yu, who was cooking the porridge, and his expression immediately changed to one of calmness.

"Hmm. . . Not bad, I can barely keep watching!"

He could barely watch it?

He must be deliberately trying to stop her from making breakfast. He was the one who asked her to make breakfast, and the one who threatened her was also him. Now that he had made breakfast