"No appetite? I don't believe it!" Xiao Qingcang's gaze turned dark as he teasingly asked, "Who was it that wanted to eat all night but didn't get to, and felt so depressed that they didn't get up to cook this morning?"
Shen Hanqian half-opened her mouth in dissatisfaction and took quite a while before she spoke. "President Xiao, aren't you making things up? When did I not cook in the morning because I couldn't have sausage?"
Xiao Qingcang challenged, "Did you make breakfast this morning then?"
"No!"
"Why didn't you make it?" Xiao Qingcang asked again, his speech fast, hardly giving her a chance to think. "You weren't that tired last night either, so it shouldn't be a matter of being too tired to get up."
"Can't I be lazy and not cook? Why is cooking always my job? I'm not even your wife yet, and you want to turn me into a yellow-faced woman?" Shen Hanqian accused him unhappily.