"Eat."
Mù Qiānxún immediately seized Ou Zun's big hand and took a big bite.
"Brother Ou Zun, you're the best."
Then she began to eat, but after one bite, she found there was no taste, and said to Ou Zun, "Can I dip it into the fish soup?"
Ou Zun said with disdain, "Why so troublesome!"
He complained with his words, but his actions were honest as he took a dish, scooped some soup, filtered it with a strainer to make sure there were no bones, and only then handed it to her, "Eating with you is such a hassle, I never have time to eat!"
At home, he even has to fight with her for the tasty food.
When do they really have the chance to eat together?
Mù Qiānxún wore a pleasing smile on her face, poked Ou Zun's waist with her little arm, acting coy.
Ou Zun said with a sideways glance, "Hurry up and eat."
