C402 Qi Loss

Lian Mingzhi looked at her satisfied little face. His tense mood eased up a bit.

"Eat this." Instead of picking her up, he picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her bowl.

Compared to the dark blobs from last night, the red braised meat was golden. It was obvious that it had come from the hands of Cheng Ma.

However …

Ya Tong's expression was somewhat embarrassed