"Mom, let me guess what delicious food you made?" Ji Rou took a deep breath, "Well, I smell the smell of pigeon soup. If I'm not wrong, you must have made pigeon soup."

Ji's mother smiled: "If you want to talk about the sense of smell, our little greedy cat is the best."

Ji Rou hugged Ji's mother: "Mom, if this continues, I will definitely gain weight."