"Pride makes one regress."
"Can't hot dishes even hold your tongue?" Gu nianjia was immediately infuriated by Jiang Mo's sudden question.
This guy was really getting more and more annoying.
Gu nianjia rolled her eyes.
"Little uncle, you should eat more." Lin Yiqian picked up some more food for song Changlin.
Zhang Jingyu, who was sitting opposite her, was completely ignored.
Zhang Jingyu glanced at the dishes on the table and pursed his lips helplessly.
When Teacher Sun, who was at the side, saw him like this, his eyes almost rolled back into their sockets.
How could she have given birth to such a slow-witted son? he was really too slow and not manly at all. At this time, he should take advantage of the uncle's presence and try his best to please him, making the girls feel that he was a considerate and reliable person.
Teacher Sun was so anxious that she had a headache. She placed an arm on the table and used her thumb to rub her temple.
