Song Xiangsi, who sat next to Zhao Meng, couldn't help but burst into laughter when she heard this. After racking her brain over it, she stared at the cold Lu Jinnian whose head was turned. She took the crayfish from her own box and handed it over. In a low voice, she teased, "Mr. Lu, why don't you play a little longer."
Lu Jinnian glanced at Song Xiangsi, who looked like she was enjoying his situation a little too much, with a blank look. He originally wanted to ignore it straight away, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw Qiao Anhao completely focused on the crayfish meat. Lu Jinnian then raised his hand, going straight for the crayfish extended to him and peeled it elegantly. He put the meat into Qiao Anhao's box.
