C979 It Is Not Tiring to Work

Zhang Xiaofann's face was serious.

He continued to place his chin on Zhao Liying's head, holding the girl's small hand as he slowly cut the vegetables.

"Xiaofann..."

"Hmm?"

"Did you do it on purpose just now?"

"How could that be? How could someone as honest as me do something like that?"

"It doesn't exist!"

"Hmph, lying!"

"Right, I also learned the dishes you love to eat