The Damned Culprit
Editor: Atlas Studios
Han Qiqing held her chin as she joked, "Haven't you already eaten your favorite dish?"
"Hey!" Mu Xiaoxiao glared at her with a red face. How could she not understand what she was alluding to?
Yin Shaojie also broke out in laughter.
Mu Xiaoxiao turned her glare toward him and said, "No laughing!"
The damned culprit. How dare he laugh?
If it wasn't for him pulling her into a make out session, Han Qiqing wouldn't be teasing her like this.
Yin Shaojie rested his hand casually on the back of her chair and smiled flippantly as he said, "She's right."
Mu Xiaoxiao pushed him. "Enough already!"
Yin Shaojie gestured to Song Shijun. Then Song Shijun handed him the menu.
He took a look at it first. Then, he passed it to Mu Xiaoxiao to have a look, saying, "See what else you would like to eat."
She had already told the manager what dishes she wanted to eat when they booked the reservation.