Gu Mengmeng looked at the roasted rabbit Elvis had handed to her and asked, as if she was wrong, "Leader, do you not like the food I cooked?"
Elvis stopped, he frowned and shook his head.
Why would he not like it? He liked it so much that he would have gobbled it down in one mouth, only god knows how much he treasured it such that he resisted the temptation to keep the roasted rabbit.
"Then why didn't you eat it?" Gu Mengmeng pouted and looked at Elvis with a pitiful look.
Gu Mengmeng's big eyes looking at Elvis had distracted him. He could only stretch out his slender fingers and casually stroked Gu Mengmeng's hair. Looking at her furry head, he could not help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction.
"I saved it for you in case you feel hungry after a while," Elvis did not even know how gentle and sweet he sounded at that moment.
