"Zuko, what's gotten into you?" Chris asked.

Zuko snapped back to reality and smiled. Whether he was overthinking or not, certain things felt quite odd once they were connected in his mind.

"Um... nothing," Zuko replied casually. "I'm just a bit hungry. Is there anything to eat at your place?"

Chris was also hungry too and absentmindedly answered while scrolling on his phone, "Let's order takeout."

Zuko frowned. "I never eat takeout."

"Mr. Zuko Hamerton, are you asking me to cook for you?"

"You know how to cook, right?"

Chris glared at him. Not that he would cook for him even if he did!

Just then, the doorbell rang suddenly.

When she saw Zuko there, she nodded slightly with

Chris and know he's hungry? So you came to

"Mm."

two hungry men quickly came over, but their excitement turned to disappointment when

it now looked quite unappetizing. Instead of the expected hearty soup, all they found were fragments of meat, chicken bones, and a few scattered vegetable

this another one of your experimental

him. He

temperature right. The chicken she had stewed had turned as hard as a rock. Later, she thoughtlessly put the chicken in a pressure cooker... and now

had fallen apart! It ended up looking

want to waste it, so

she had not eaten any. Every time, he would eat most of the "failed product" before she

affectionately patted her head

the early stages of pregnancy, and I've researched a lot. Pregnant women have strong reactions during this period and can't eat much. So, I thought of trying

Zuko smiled sincerely. "You must have gone through a lot

felt a bit embarrassed and

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