The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Mu Yaqi curled her lips and said, "But there won't be any food for the next meal."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "I will cook whatever you want to eat in the future. There will always be something for you."

Mu Yaqi said in a difficult tone: "But this time you also did it with great difficulty."

Lu Chengfeng didn't care about the food and said casually, "It's not difficult to do something that's easy to do. Don't worry too much, just eat according to your appetite."

Mu Yaqi grinned, looking a little silly, but probably pretending to be silly: "But I can still eat."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Eat if you want, but don't eat too much."

Mu Yaqi nodded and said in a serious tone: "Although I have good morals and am thrifty, only a fool would ruin himself."

Lu Chengfeng chuckled and said, "If I solve these problems with you, it will finally reduce some of the burden, right?"

Mu Yaqi's eyes lit up when she heard that. She looked at him with surprise, but paused when the words came to her lips.

Then, as if cautiously tilting her head, she looked at him intently and asked him for confirmation: "Is this true?"

Lu Chengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

But seeing Mu Yaqi's clear and sincere eyes, the words of regret stuck in his throat. Before he could think about it, his body nodded involuntarily: "Yeah, really."

Mu Yaqi immediately became happy, clapped her hands happily, and said: "That's not osmanthus cake, what is it called, oh glutinous rice cake, I'll leave it to you!"

She turned her head and stared at the bowl of red dates and white fungus soup, rubbed her hands happily, and continued to plan: "Then I'll drink another sip of the soup, and leave it to you too!"

Lu Chengfeng blinked: "......"

Ok.

Fine.

The planning is quite organized.

Lu Chengfeng's face froze for only a moment before he responded in a gentle voice, "Okay."

Although he said this, he felt that if Mu Yaqi thought it was delicious or tasty, she would have a few more sips.

So not everything she planned now would necessarily go into his mouth.

She's just a little overwhelmed now.

I'll probably be hungry when I get back soon.

So, when Mu Yaqi took a few bites with great interest, pushed the rest in front of him, and looked at him with an interested expression——

He also worked on his craft.

If she's hungry when she gets home, I'll just make her something else.

Lu Chengfeng ate while chatting with Mu Yaqi.

Mu Yaqi tilted her head, holding her chin with one hand, and asked curiously, "Why do you eat so politely? Are you used to it?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "No one is competing with me for it."

No hurries.

Mu Yaqi: "......"

She stretched out her claws towards the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cakes, but her eyes were fixed on him, pretending to be fierce: "I'm going to snatch it from you now."

Lu Chengfeng's eyes were full of smiles: "If you want it, I can give it to you."

Mu Yaqi frowned, puffed up her cheeks, and withdrew her hand while muttering, "You make it seem like I won unfairly."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and thought: "Then, I will offer it with both hands?"

Mu Yaqi turned her head away, not forgetting to say softly: "I don't want it, just eat yours."

Seeing this, Lu Chengfeng raised a wicked smile at the corner of his lips, the arc that tilted upward was like a crescent moon, with a bit of mischief in his words: "If you don't want it, I don't want it either."

Mu Yaqi was stunned for a moment and looked back at him in a daze.

Seeing that sly smile on the corner of his lips, what is there to not understand?

He clearly did it on purpose.

Mu Yaqi immediately frowned and pursed her lips, deliberately putting on airs and pointing seriously, but her tone was full of indulgence and coquettishness: "Throw you into the Fire Cloud Cave, and even Red Boy will call you King."