Chi Huan's cheeks were stuffed full, and it took a great effort to finally swallow her food, almost choking in the process. Only after the man handed her some milk did she manage to gulp it down smoothly.
She played with her chopsticks in the thickening noodles and elongated her tone with an "Oh," blinking as she said, "He was hurt that badly by a woman?"
The man opposite her stared at her silently, his gaze unfriendly.
Undeterred, Chi Huan's eyes twinkled with interest as though she hadn't noticed, "Tell me a story, will you?"
Mo Shiqian laid down his chopsticks unhurriedly, looking at her indifferently, "Do you feel disappointed because I haven't done anything to you these past two nights, and so you're bored enough to care about other people's business?"
Chi Huan pouted her lips, "You're so stingy."
"Hmm, stingy I am. Keep asking, and I'll deal with you."
