In front of Ray, how did Marco dare to have any soup? He waved his hand to Kristi, "Thank you, Miss Zuniga, but I still have some work in the company. I will have the soup you make next time."
Marco wisely made room for the two, and Kristi handed over a bowl of soup to Ray, "You have been working for more than an hour, hurry and rest."
Ray moved his sore neck and took the soup from Kristi's hand and took a sip. Kristi blinked and asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"
Kristi's cooking was always good. Although she couldn't remember a lot of things now, her cooking skills were not wasted. Ray nodded, "It's delicious."
Kristi's eyes bent into a line. Ray patted the position next to him, "Come and sit here."
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