C1619 Back Door

"Youyou, have a skewer of mutton skewers. I just made this myself. It should taste pretty good." Tang Rui picked up a skewer of meat and passed it to her.

Ann Youyou had just received it when Xin Qianmiao quietly said from the side: "Yes? But this was personally baked by me. It should have my taste."

What the hell..