"Are you trying to murder your husband?" Nangong Jue caught the teapot and hurriedly took a step back. This woman was really dangerous.
"Why are you here?" Le Yao hurriedly stood up.
"Why can't I come?" Nangong Jue sat down beside her. "I haven't eaten yet."
"Then eat slowly. I'll leave first." Le Yao grabbed her backpack and left. However, after taking two steps, she couldn't walk anymore. She turned around and saw that the other party had grabbed the strap of her backpack. "Let go."
"Eat with me."
"I've eaten."
"You'd rather eat with an old man than with me?" Nangong Jue was very aggrieved.
"You followed me?"
"No." Nangong Jue shook his head. He couldn't admit this even if he was beaten to death. "It's just fate. Sit down and eat with me. It'll offset the two meals this week."
"Deal." Le Yao compromised in the end.
Nangong Jue ate very elegantly. Even when he wolfed down the food, he looked so good.
