Hearing Bu Fang's words, Yang Meiji agreed instantly without the slightest bit of hesitation.
Bu Fang's words seemed to knock down the last straw that supported her hesitation. It made her mental defense collapse. Her stubbornness turned into nothingness.
Yang Meiji envisioned Nangong Wuque using the chopsticks to pick up a cube of her Red Braised Meat and putting it into his mouth. This kind of feeling was enough to melt her maiden heart. Thinking about that image, Yang Meiji felt elated.
She thought about Nangong Wuque falling for her delicious food and having to clean his eyes to hold her in his hand. He would chat with her and then they would come to envision the peak of their lives… Yang Meiji was definitely excited and she tightened her huge fists.
Bu Fang's mouth twitched when he saw Yang Meiji's complexion switch to agreement in just a split second. He was speechless.
