Mr. King glanced at her, but he still picked up the mutton and stuttered.

Well, it's really tender.

Seeing that he had eaten, An taotao's expression was more satisfied, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of halo and brighter. "How about my craftsmanship? Is it very tender?"

"Tender." Mr. King murmured.

An Taotao cocked her legs. If she had a tail, she would certainly be cocked up. "Come on, try this oil tofu again. Now it's wrapped in soup. It's spicy and delicious."

Mr. King looked at the oily tofu in the bowl, which was wrapped with a layer of spicy oil. It looked spicy, but...