Even though she knew that even if Han Mengxue was really Xiao Moli's first love, the two of them couldn't possibly have a future together.
But An Ziqi looked at the situation at this moment and still couldn't suppress the sourness in her heart.
"Thank you." Xiao Moli pursed his lips in thanks, and from his expression, it could be seen.
He was very satisfied with these dishes.
An Ziqi couldn't help but get angry in her heart, damn, shouldn't Xiao Moli refuse? He actually thanked her!
How many times has she made these dishes for him?
Over there.
After Han Mengxue opened the lunchbox, she placed it in front of Xiao Moli.
Seemingly just remembering that his hand was inconvenient, she quickly took chopsticks from the side and bit her lip shyly as she spoke.
"Yan senior hurt his arm, so let me feed you instead."
A blush appeared on her fair face, and she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Xiao Moli.
She reached out and picked a piece of fish from the lunchbox.
