Instead of eating the beef noodles, Luosang wanted to pour them on Nian Junting's head. "I don't want to eat them," she said.
"Why?" Nian Junting said, stunned, "These are your favorite beef noodles."
"When did I say that my favorite is beef noodles?" Luosang got angry. "That's what you've been thinking the whole time. You've never really tried to know about me."
"How come you think I don't know about you?" Nian Junting didn't like what she had said. "I know you from head to toe. I even know your favorite sex position."
Normally, Luosang would feel shy if she heard that, but today, that brought up an objection. "Alright, tell me my favorite food," she said.
"Beef noodles."
"What I hate the most?"
"Yi Jingxi."
"What I hate to do the most?"
"Leave Nian Junting."
Luosang was speechless.
"Did I get all correct answers?" He looked at her confidently.
