Qingfeng's Opportunity
Editor: Noodletown Translations
Xue Lin smiled tenderly and nicely, lifting the noodles from the tomato soup while Ruyan did the same for her pork noodle soup, both aiming for Qingfeng's mouth. This made him really depressed. All he can do is to open his mouth wide and finish both of the meals these two women made.
Xue Lin and Ruyan were not budging, even to give him food. They were constantly force feeding Qingfeng noodles.
The Monks beside them were covering their mouths trying hard not to laugh. This was their first time seeing their boss being treated like this by women, and not even being able to be angry by it.
Luckily Qingfeng had a big appetite. He finished both dishes the women had prepared, but still felt a bit full.
"Say dear, who do you think made the better dish?" Xue Lin asked blinking her eyes.
"Yeah, tell us whose cooking you loved the most?" Ruyan asked pouting her hot red lips.