Mu Jingxi clasped her wrist and led her into the private room, "Aren't you hungry?"
"Hungry." After she spoke, she immediately shook her head, "Not hungry."
"So are you hungry or not? If you faint from low blood sugar later, I'm not going to take you back, I'll just throw you out on the street."
Intimidation.
Bare, naked intimidation.
Qiao An puffed her cheeks, glaring at him angrily, "Hungry! Want to eat, want to eat right now."
The waiter immediately presented the menu, "This is our restaurant's menu, please take a look, miss."
Qiao An: "..."
Isn't this... a bit too cooperative?
The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, she lowered her head and started to order seriously.
Mu Jingxi didn't look at the menu, and ordered porridge and a few side dishes. Qiao An, following her preferences, also ordered some for herself.
While waiting for the porridge, Qiao An propped her cheek with one hand, turned her head towards the window, and sulkily refused to look at him.
