Luo Jiyun held out the tray slightly.
Li Moying stretched his hand outwards to receive it but there was nothing.
Not knowing when, Luo Jiyun had held back the tray.
Li Moying's cold glint turned towards him.
Luo Jiyun gave two dry laughs and said, "Senior Brother, this, this…. the food that Sister-in-law made smells wonderful. At one glance, you know it tastes yummy, can you share some with us?"
Li Moying kept silent and only glared coldly at him, sending the chills down Luo Jiyun's back.
Shortly after, Luo Jiyun couldn't bear this huge pressure and totally lost his fort. He obediently passed the tray over.
"Senior Brother, I was only joking, only joking….. but this porridge and dumpling, you really can't share a little with us? I just wanted to taste a little..."
Li Moying received the tray and using the spoon, he drank a mouthful of porridge. The other hand was already holding up one dumpling and bringing it to his mouth.
