Nuisance, Nuisance

"You are really not going to eat?" Nedis looked relaxed as she sat on a chair. In front of her was the dinner sent by an officer. She held a grilled fish in her hand and smiled, "Do you have a habit of watching people eat?"

Rody just frowned and did not reply.

It had been two full days. Nedis, this stowaway, remained in Rody’s room and did not go outside. Rody did not allow anyone to enter his room without permission. Someone would send three meals, every day.

For some psychological reason, Rody did not want others to know of the presence of Nedis.

Nedis elegantly raised her cup and drank the milk in it down to the last drop. She then leaned back satisfied and smiled, "Well, I have finished eating."

Rody coldly looked at her. He walked over and finished off the rest of the food. He then lightly said, "Alright, go back and sleep!"

Nedis sighed. "Don’t you know any courtesy? You are always so cold and unreasonable."