Xia Pengpeng was only concerned with eating, and seeing her enjoy her food this much, Tang Jun felt like he couldn't get a word in.
"Pengpeng... I..."
"Got any more gloves? Grab me another pair."
Tang Jun stood up, went to the kitchen, and handed Xia Pengpeng a pair of gloves.
After a while, Tang Jun couldn't help but speak again, "Pengpeng..."
"Open another bottle of wine! Both my hands are greasy."
Tang Jun picked up a bottle of beer, opened it, and placed it in front of Xia Pengpeng.
"Tang Jun, is there something you want to tell me? Why do you keep hemming and hawing?"
"Me, I don't really have anything, I..."
"Did your parents kick you out, and now you've no money? I have some! I can support you!"
"How could I possibly have no money? Don't worry, I have my own savings. Besides, I'm a man; how could I not make money? If anyone's going to support someone, it's me supporting you!"
"Fine, you can support me!" Xia Pengpeng immediately said.
