Rong Yan, even though she had spent very little time with him, could tell this boy was a bit stingy.
"No worries, I can finish it."
Qin Yu: ...
Was this really a matter of being able to finish it? The main point was to save some.
Unfortunately, he didn't dare to object.
Rong Yan looked at his disgruntled expression, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted.
She had to show him through actions... these good days couldn't come from just saving.
The dumplings in the pot boiled three times.
They were ready to be taken out quickly.
"Sister-in-law, it's hot, let me do it," Qin Yu didn't want to stand idly by.
Rong Yan: ...
As if he wasn't bothered by the heat.
However, since she didn't see any danger in it, she didn't argue but just said, "Fill each bowl to the brim, and I'll take the one with the least."
Qin Yu: ...
Originally, he just wanted to serve himself a few to taste.
Now what was he supposed to do?
