C817 Could It be That He Was Waiting for Me to Come Home and Drink Some Chicken Soup

Zuo Yan looked at her. The light from the watch on his wrist reflected a faint glow, but it made his face look even more gloomy.

"Didn't you say you would give me chicken stew tonight? Are you lying to me? You went to eat with another man, how many places do you think I am in? Are there any in the top three? "

"It's because you have a meal. As for the latter question