Taking out the burger from the delivery bag, Song Yinyin took a fierce bite, thinking to herself—
Damn you, Lu Jihan, you actually let another woman feed you? Just wait, I'll settle this score with you later, slowly!
She bit into the burger angrily, as if the burger itself was Lu Jihan, wishing to tear him apart, chew him up, and swallow him whole!
From time to time, she looked up and glared at the person on the hospital bed, her gaze like needles.
Lu Jihan felt a chill climb up his spine, subconsciously looked up, saw the expression on her face, and frowned slightly, deep in thought.
After several seconds, he finally spoke, asking, "Can you eat the portion for two by yourself? How about leaving the other part for me, I'll eat it at noon."
"No need, I can finish it by myself!"
Since you have Shana's plain porridge, where would President Lu need the takeout I bought, huh, even if I finish it myself, I won't give you a single bite!
