Tang Jin hugged her even tighter, and Mu Jiujiu could feel the intense heat from a certain part of him, so she immediately surrendered, "Alright, alright, I'll go make it for you." Truly such a lord!
Mu Jiujiu made the man a bowl of clear soup noodles and placed it on the table, saying, "This time, if you don't eat, then eat wherever you want to eat!"
Before eating, Tang Jin criticized the noodles the woman made, "The appearance is just so-so, too plain, and the smell is average too. Are these noodles even cooked?"
"Are you going to eat or not?" someone got angry.
Tang Jin reluctantly picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, raising his eyebrows, then another bite, raising his eyebrows again, "Hmm, the taste... will do."
Mu Jiujiu sneered from the side, "Listen to me, don't ever dream of me making this for you a second time."
