How boring.
Lai Zhiyun felt a quiet sense of disappointment.
Suddenly, something cold touched the back of her hand.
Looking down, she saw that Zhou Liao had touched her hand with a box of ice cream that hadn't been opened yet.
"This time it's agreed, you can only eat half."
Otherwise, when her period comes and her stomach aches, she'll complain about feeling unwell.
"Mm-hmm."
The dark clouds on Lai Zhiyun's face instantly dispersed, revealing sunlight, and her smile spread wide again.
"I just knew you were the very, very best."
Lai Zhiyun said to Zhou Liao with a sweet smile, her voice dripping with honey.
"..."
Zhou Liao didn't respond, simply indulging her with a smile that was both doting and resigned.
He thought to himself: She must have been cursing him in secret just now.
Give her something to eat, and she thinks you're the very, very best.
Don't give her something to eat, and she gets unhappy.
"The first bite is for you,"