C752 How Can You Let Me Go

"It smells good..." Zhuo Zichen picked up the coffee cup, stared at her and said faintly, "You are very attentive, Yingying."

Being praised by him, ___ felt uneasy under his gaze. "How does it taste?"

"Yes! Not bad! Is it because of your talent in cooking? " His eyes were bright as he said in a low voice," I'll let you cook from now on. It's really not bad! "

Her heart thumped.

Coincidentally