C452 Back to the Fang Family

"Han, what do you want to eat later?"

Holding Faang Han's hand, Shen Qingyue walked towards home step by step.

"Anything is fine. As long as it's something made by mom, I like it. However, can you not put garlic, balsam pear, and coriander? These are really bad to eat, really bad to eat. " As he spoke, his expression kept changing. His initial smile turned into a wry smile