I can't lose you a second time

"Don't eat it, it's too bad ... How can you still eat it?"

"It's alright, it's not poison,"Murong Mian smiled.

Besides, even if it's poison, I'll gladly endure it.

He said silently in his heart. He had never thought that one day, he would be able to eat the food she made personally. Now that he had tasted it, how could he not cherish it?

What he was eating was not the taste, but her heart.

In the past, Ji Mianmian was not even willing to wash the dishes and never wanted to enter the kitchen. She washed her hands to make soup for him and worked so hard to learn how to cook for him. How could he bear to dislike the food she made?

Ji Mianmian knew why Murong Mian didn't say that her food tasted bad, but instead gave her face. She poked at the noodles in her bowl and said,""I'll try my best to make it more delicious in the future. "

She really had no talent in cooking. No one knew how much hard work she had put in to be able to achieve what she had now.