Zhou Li didn't eat much and was quickly full. Afterward, he rested his chin on his hands and watched Huai Xu eat, which aided his digestion.
The morning sunlight streamed through the window, reflecting off the glass tabletop and into his eyes, a bit dazzling.
"Zhou Li, could you scoop some of that for Lord Dumpling~~"
"Oh."
"Why aren't you eating anymore?"
"I'm full."
"Then check if Li Daimao has sent you any messages."
"..."
Zhou Li finished scooping the elm seeds with scrambled eggs for Tuanzi, then plucked a piece of donkey meat from Huai Xu's third bowl of donkey meat yellow noodles and placed it on her disposable plate, ignoring Huai Xu's displeasure.
"Lord Dumpling doesn't want to eat this."
