Feng Nai did not move his chopsticks immediately. He only stared at Mo Bei coolly.
Mo Bei’s face remained almost emotionless.
“Do you think I’m like Panda? That I would change what I think of after eating a bite of the food you made?” The tip of Feng Nai’s tongue was still pressing against a mint. His thin lips seemed to lift for a moment, but he wasn’t smiling.
Mo Bei’s voice was quiet. “I just can’t stand watching your cooking skills.”
Panda, who was initially drawn over by the aroma, decisively gave Mo Bei a big thumbs-up from the corner when he heard her reply. Anyone who dared to give Chief such an answer was an amazing brother!
Feng Nai watched the aloof figure who walked away after dumping this reply on him. His almond eyes narrowed.
Panda made use of this lapse to stretch his paws over, intending to get a bite of noodles. They were way too aromatic.
Who would be able to endure this after smelling such an aroma at 10 pm at night?
Everyone would definitely want to eat.
However, when he picked the chopsticks up, his wrist was hit by a lighter.
“Who allowed you to touch this?”
It was Feng Nai. His casual tone and gaze didn’t contain much warmth, making Panda’s scalp involuntarily go slightly numb. “You won’t eat what Mo Nan cooked anyway.”
“These are my noodles. Why wouldn’t I eat them?” Feng Nai sat down languidly.
“Then give me half, Chief.”
Feng Nai ate the noodles and replied leisurely, “We’ll talk about it when you stop pretending to sound like a young girl.”
Panda: …
Was Chief not going to change his habit of bearing grudges?
He was definitely like the little goldfish suffering in the moat [1. Reference to ‘A fire at the city gate brings disaster to the fish in the moat’, meaning that innocent bystanders get into trouble during a disturbance].
At the bottom of it all, this was SweetDisciple’s fault.
He had found him pretty cute back then.
Out of all voices, he just had to use a Lolita voice. Because of that, he couldn’t even have any interests or hobbies in front of Chief. Sigh!
Panda agonizingly smelled the aroma of the noodles. He believed that Chief still had a conscience and would definitely share some with him.
As expected, once this thought emerged in his mind, he saw Chief stop. One of his hands picked up the noodles with the chopsticks, while the other scrolled down a page on his cell phone. He was looking at something…
Meanwhile, right upstairs…
Mo Bei saw that Little Lin was online and sent him a match invitation.
However, unlike the previous times, Little Lin did not immediately accept her invitation.
Mo Bei did not mind. She was just planning on starting the match, when someone entered the room.
It was Little Lin.
Mo Bei’s finger shifted and tapped the enter button.
Then, by making use of this time, she went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash up so that she could avoid bumping into Feng Nai later.
When she returned, her teammate was bugging her to change roles because he wanted to play assassin.
Under normal circumstances, Mo Bei would have given in. However, she was on this mobile game today to practice her brother’s assassin playing style.
Thus, Mo Bei did not change her role or spell and tapped ‘lock’ directly…
At the dining table, Panda watched as his Chief’s eyes darkened for a reason unknown to him…
Panda followed his line of sight and saw that he was looking at the page that showed up before the start of a match.
Two players were displayed.
Chief would actually play a match with people other than them?
On his cell phone to boot?
What the f*ck!
He knew that there had been something up with Chief recently.
Otherwise, what single man would suddenly stop and wipe his lips with the back of his hand when drinking water? He seemed to be in thought. Even his expression was odd.
Damn it, now that he observed him, Chief was definitely thinking of a girl!