C785 My Boy Where Do You Put Your Hands

Yang Zhi retracted his hand and turned around to pick up the dishes.

"Aren't you having fun?" Xiao'ou smirked as she clapped her hands. "I bought some really good streaky pork. I heard you like red braised pork, let's eat tonight. Hmm, there's also a pike fish, fish meat, frozen prawns, whatever you want."

The kitchen was a little small, so Xiao'ou took the initiative to give way