C225 A Small Temper That Can't be Controlled in front of You

"How is it? I didn't lie to you, right?" Ruan Tang served the last bowl of soup. He added bowls and chopsticks to Qiao Yihuan's bowl and said with a smile, "I cooked better Chinese food. I don't think you would like Western food, so I made Chinese food. "

Qiao Yihuan looked at the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and the dishes on the table that looked very good. He was stunned for a long time