Seeing this, Gu Qingxue felt helpless. Just as she was about to move her chopsticks, she saw Rong Han stand up and give Nine a hard-to-chew piece, then put it into his bowl.
There was also a large piece of scallion skin stuck on the meat, which fell into Nine's bowl.
Seeing Nine raise his head in dissatisfaction, Rong Zhan said indifferently, "Young Master, your legs are inconvenient. If there's anything you need, you can ask me for help."
Having said that, Rong Zhan picked up a piece of the chicken wing and put it into Gu Qingxue's bowl naturally. "It's a return gift for you."
Nine gritted his teeth, picked up a large piece of green pepper stir-fried meat, and put it into Rong Zhan's bowl. "Young Master, don't stand on ceremony. Just treat this place as if it's your own home."
Rong Zhan transferred the chili into Gu Qingxue's bowl. "You know, I don't like spicy and stimulating food."
