Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Caitang suppressed the exasperation in her heart and stiffly drew back her arm. She looked at the roasted wing in her hand.
She thought of how Qin Ruohan had just taken a bite out of the roasted wing.
Suddenly, the tips of her ears burned.
The roasted wing was so delicious. It would be a pity if she threw it away without finishing it. However, if she ate it just like that, it would seem a little ambiguous.
But if she did not eat it, she was afraid that Qin Ruohan would be angry.
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