Her Fault

Xu Qingzhi scooped a new bowl of porridge for Limo while she poured the fried rice into two sandwiches. She scooped a bowl of porridge and ate breakfast with him.

From time to time, Li Mo's eyes would land on the sandwich in Xu Qingzhi's hand. After taking a look, he would take a sip of the porridge. It was too easy to understand him.

Xu Qingzhi smiled and handed him the sandwich. "Do you want some?"

Li Mo raised an eyebrow and was about to take it when Xu Qingzhi retracted her hand.

"Aren't you self-disciplined? You ate it just because I gave it to you?"

Li Mo gritted his teeth. "You dare to trick me?"

Xu Qingzhi covered her mouth and chuckled. "This is a test of your self-control. You know that your stomach isn't good and you can't eat these things, but you're still craving them?"

Li Mo's handsome face turned cold. "Just you wait!"

Xu Qingzhi didn't say anything and took a bite of the sandwich. Her tone was exaggerated.