"Don't!" Jian Anning practically hit Yu Zexiao's Achilles' heel with that statement!
Due to her period, she couldn't get close to him these past few days. Although there were other ways to find relief, it was nothing but torture for Yu Zexiao, who had held out for twenty-eight years. Having finished filming, it was finally time to take a breather and enjoy a hearty meal.
He was thinking that once she "got out of jail" tomorrow, he could finally have a good meal too. But, with this threat, he immediately looked at her pitifully.
However, he's never eaten such street food growing up, nor tasted anything that emits such a strange odor.
Street food, who knows how long the oil has been used, how much dust there is, how unsanitary…
"Then you—" She didn't finish her sentence. Instead, she placed the freshly bought, crisply fried, but pungently odorous stinky tofu in front of him!
