Why Do You Want To Aggrieve Yourself?

Mrs. Yue came downstairs and saw the two of them close together. Yue Tingfeng was half crushing Yan Qingsi. Her old face reddened and she cleared her throat. "Ahem! Behave please!"

Yue Tingfeng curled his lips, not only not letting Yan Qingsi go, he kissed her face and said, "Mom, I want to eat chicken noodle soup."

Mrs. Yue made a 'humph' sound. "You're lucky to get to eat, don't you dare be picky with me."

Even though she said that, but around ten minutes later, Aunt Wu carried out two bowls of steaming hot chicken noodle soup from the kitchen.

Clear chicken soup poured on the thin noodles sprinkled with shredded chicken and julienned vegetables on the side, its aroma filled the room.

Mrs. Yue took off her apron and gave it to Aunt Wu. To the pair, she said, "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, then go."