After a while, Zhao Jinxin came in with breakfast. He put the tray on his lap, showed the dishes and bowls, and said as if he was taking credit: "I made them all. I know you prefer Chinese breakfast."
"Well, thank you." Li Shuo picked up the soy milk and took a sip, then started to eat the porridge. He lowered his head and looked at the side dishes, completely ignoring the hot gaze above his head.
After a while, Zhao Jinxin couldn't help it anymore and said cautiously: "It's delicious. I think I did a good job."
"It's quite delicious."
"If you like, I will do it for you every day."
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