Qingyue was simply too embarrassed that Second brother was being so nice to her, and was politely sharing some food with him.
A grain of rice suddenly dropped from the sky and landed on her head, with a few droplets of rice on the table and several grains of rice floating in the large bowl of chicken soup. The petty cat was still coughing and choking; clearly, he was the one who had just sprayed food everywhere.
Su Qingyue glared at him discontentedly. Damn it, doesn't he know that food is very precious in this family and he's spraying it all over the place!
While Xiao Yuchuan was coughing and choking, he glared at her discontentedly, "Su Qingyue, you stinky old woman... You angered me into spraying food! I'm also your husband... Why don't I see you giving me any meat in my bowl?"
His eyes were angry and resentful.
