Lu Jianshen's eyelid twitched.
If he let Jian Zhenghua feed him, Jian Zhenghua's positive impression of him would probably drop below zero instantly.
"I'll feed him."
Yin Ci spoon-fed Lu Jianshen little by little.
Lu Jianshen closed his eyes in enjoyment, his beautiful eyes were clouded and lazy, making him look like a sleepy, big cat.
"Aunt has been learning to cook lately. She's making good progress. Tomorrow, she'll prepare you a nutritious black chicken soup. I guarantee you'll feel much better after drinking it."
Wen Xin also enthusiastically said to Lu Jianshen.
Lu Jianshen easily changed his expression and happily nodded in agreement.
"Thank you, auntie, I can't wait."
A conscious Lu Jianshen wouldn't miss any opportunity to impress the Jian family.
"The soup Auntie cooks will surely be delicious. I will drink it all up."
With Lu Jianshen's constant praises, Wen Xin felt that her cooking skills were finally being put to good use, and she couldn't hide her delight.
