Chapter 87 The First Argument in Marriage (1)_1

In the multifunctional kitchen, the atmosphere was quite warm.

Chin propped in her hands, Qiao Xiaon'an watched Yun Mo cut tomatoes with a look of enjoyment, "Amo, you've been cared for your whole life, how can you be so good at chopping vegetables?"

The way he cut vegetables was as though he'd been in the kitchen forever, neither clumsy nor unfamiliar.

It was surprising.

"Really?" Yun Mo, who had finished cutting the tomatoes, stirred the eggs and slightly turned to her, seeing her nod, he raised an eyebrow, "Do you think I can't cook?"

Qiao Xiaon'an shook her head.

Yun Mo then turned back. The oil in the pot was already hot, and green smoke was curling up, "When I have time, I'll cook you my signature dish."

Qiao Xiaon'an's pale hands left her cheeks, and she stood up excitedly, "That sounds great!" She walked over and wrapped her arms around his solid waist, "Amo, you're the best."