By the time dusk fell, Wei Xuanfeng and the other two had just returned to the courtyard gate when they caught whiffs of fragrant food.
The moment they entered, they saw Jiao Xiaoxiao's petite figure bustling about in the back kitchen, while the stone table in the courtyard was laden with dishes.
Several plates were covered with bowls to keep the food from going cold, and the remaining embers in the stove still crackled.
"Xiaoxiao, did you make all this?"
Fox Murong exclaimed in delight, while Wen Shihan went over at once to help.
"Brother Xuanfeng, Sister Shihan, Sister Murong, you're back!" Jiao Xiaoxiao had a smudge of soot on her nose, but her expression was especially proud. "Yes, yes! Hurry up and sit down for dinner."
"The boss is way too unreliable. She made a ten-year-old cook while she slept like a log."
As Wei Xuanfeng spoke, he headed inside to drag Jiao Yu out.
"Brother Xuanfeng, don't go. Let Mother sleep a little longer." Seeing this, Jiao Xiaoxiao immediately blocked the doorway. "It's fine, it's only cooking. Xiaoxiao learned how to do it when I was little."
Those words made Wei Xuanfeng's heart ache faintly.
This little radish was only a little taller than the stove.
How could Jiao Yu bear to let her...
But on second thought, Wei Xuanfeng could understand her.
If they could, who wouldn't want to go home and make their child a hot meal?
But work at the Demon Suppression Directorate could get so busy that one did not even have time to eat...
Creak...
Just after Jiao Xiaoxiao said that, the door behind her was pushed open.
Jiao Yu emerged, her clothes neat and tidy.
"You're all back. Eat."
At that moment, none of last night's seductive air remained in her. Her