"On a joyous day, it's not good to kill," Tang Li put the bird egg back.
Song Jingtian watched her pretend and couldn't help but snort, "It's not good to kill, yet you cook so many eggs, and killed chickens and geese. The geese cried terribly."
"Those are poultry. How can they be the same?"
Tang Li took the bowl with the bird eggs from his hand and said, "These eggs, I'll confiscate first."
Song Jingtian: "!!!"
After handing the bowl to the house staff, Tang Li looked towards the long dining table but didn't find the familiar Fu Si. She turned to ask Song Jingtian, "Your eldest nephew didn't come tonight?"
Song Jingtian gave her a sidelong glance.
Not every man can be as broad-minded as he is.
The person he likes turns into his elder sister-in-law, yet he can still hold her hand to cook eggs together.
