Just looking at it, she felt like she was about to lose control and pounce on it.
"Want to eat it?"
"..."
"The chef just made it."
No wonder.
Turns out it was the chef who made it, no wonder she was curious why it smelled so good.
His skills definitely couldn't produce this.
"Would you really be so kind to let me eat it?"
Mu Jingnan smiled and nodded, "Ten kisses, and this bowl of noodles is yours."
Situ Yunshu turned away, facing away from him, "Take it away, I'm not eating it!"
It's just a bowl of noodles, what's so special about it? She won't eat it.
Trying to threaten her with this, no way!
Mu Jingnan chuckled lightly and pretended to be regretful, "That's really a pity, I was planning to share it with you. It seems you're not hungry after all."
Turning around, he sat down on the sofa.
Leisurely, he began to enjoy the bowl of noodles.
Eating fragrant food in front of someone with a growling stomach is definitely a form of torture.
