"Xin Yan… are you going to punish me with no food?" Wuhan placed his hands on the table, fingers interlocked before his face and looked at each plate on the table seriously. His drool kept dripping on the table, unbeknownst to him, forming a puddle.
"My, my~ Do you think I am a demon who could do such a thing?" Xin Yan asked with a pained expression on her face. The rest chuckled, seeing the dark expression on Wuhan's face as Xin Yan took out a special bowl from her storage ring just for him.
Looking at the closed lid on the top of the bowl, Wuhan gulped his saliva in fear. Placing the bowl before him, Xin Yan walked towards her seat beside Noah and sat down.
While Wuhan was having a crisis over whether to open the lid or not, Shisan looked at Xin Yan in a daze. Seeing her sit beside Noah, something clicked in her mind.
