Li Nanheng only stopped when Feng Ling's lips were about to turn red.
"Do you want to pack it together?" Feng Ling asked him.
Li Nanheng watched as her movements became more and more skilled: "How can you eat so much?"
"Is it too much?" Feng Ling didn't eat much or too little. It was just that her appetite was very healthy. Li Nanheng's appetite was considered very normal among men. It wouldn't be too much or too little. Right now, she had only wrapped up a few dozen. "I plan to wrap more. If the taste is good, I can cook it tonight. If it's not good, then…"
"Delicious." Li Nanheng directly concluded.
"You haven't eaten…"
"It looks good enough. If it really tastes good, it definitely won't be worse than Auntie Chen's." Li Nanheng lowered his head to kiss her forehead. "Don't wrap it. This is enough. If you want to eat it tonight, I'll bring you out. Don't work so hard."