Lu Fenying said again, "Eat more."
Mo Qian'er sighed. She was going to be free anyway, so she might as well bear with it.
She sat down, and Lu Fenying gave her his bowl. "Eat."
Mo Qian'er took it and ate quietly.
"How is it? Xiu'er made it today," Lu Fenying asked coldly.
"It's quite delicious," Mo Qian'er replied truthfully.
Although Xiu'er did have an ulterior motive, how many people didn't have feelings for someone like Lu Fenying?
Didn't she herself have feelings for him before?
Xiu'er's cooking skills were really good. This hotpot could whet the appetite of someone who initially didn't want to eat.
She really hadn't wanted to eat earlier, but she now found it delicious. She even picked up two more pieces.
Lu Fenying looked at her coldly. She could really eat.
Xiu'er stood on the side and helped Lu Fenying cook the mutton.
