So no matter how she answered, she had fallen into his trap.
This man with a hidden agenda!
Watching the well-matched couple in front of him, Feng Jiu Mei smiled nonchalantly and started drinking alcohol on his own.
It wasn't until he finished a bottle of beer that he picked up his chopsticks, took a dumpling from the plate, and sniffed it under his nose.
Glancing at Shen Cheng in Shi Yu's embrace, he commented on how delicious it smelled, then raised his hand to put the dumpling into his mouth. It seemed truly tasty to him, as a satisfied expression emerged on his handsome face.
Shi Yu immediately felt displeased, pulling back one hand that had been resting on Shen Cheng's waist and proceeded to pick up a dumpling with his chopsticks.
But before he could bring the dumpling to his mouth, the person in his arms suddenly looked up and bit off the dumpling caught between the chopsticks.
The slender hand paused mid-air.
