"Actually, it's not difficult for me. I just looked through the guide; the ingredients were prepared in the kitchen..."
Huo Qing eagerly added.
Hua Nuan: "..."
Alright.
Why is my silly son being so pretentious?
But he is so cool yet warm-hearted.
"Got it, can't you boast a bit about how hard you worked, how much you like Mommy?"
"Hurry up and eat."
Even though Huo Qing seemed impatient with his words, he attentively poured a glass of water for Hua Nuan, concerned she might be thirsty after eating.
Hua Nuan took a careful bite of the strawberry pastry—soft and fluffy, pretty decent, with strawberry jam filling.
It's delicious...
Hua Nuan didn't have the heart to eat it all herself, letting Huo Zun taste a small bite of his son's creation, before taking a big bite herself and finishing it.
A glimmer of amazement flashed in Huo Zun's blue eyes; the taste was indeed delightful.
"Mommy, is it good?"
"Hmm, so tasty! Thank you, Xiaoqing..."
"Okay."
