When Chu Qiao came downstairs, Yi Qingchen was busy in the kitchen, his tall body was tied with a pink apron, and his warm back made people want to go forward and hug.

"cough."

When he heard the sound and movement turn around, he put the lid on the pot and said, "What would you like to eat at noon? I'll call the hotel to deliver it."

Chu Qiao laughed and went forward to untie his apron, pulled his hands to the tap and gently cleaned him, which pushed him out of the kitchen.

After a while, she brought out the porridge he had just boiled and prepared several refreshing...