I Look Better Than Him

Mu Feichi glanced at Zhao Yumo, who was staring at him out of the corner of her eyes, not daring to eat anything. He said, without changing his expression, "Eat your food. Staring at me is more suitable for her than you."

"..." Zhao Yumo was stunned. She blinked for a long time before laughing at Mu Feichi's words. She laughed awkwardly and covered her forehead with her clean hand. "I'm not eating barbecued skewers, I'm eating dog food!"

She turned around and looked at the little vixen who was smiling like a fox. She took a deep breath and said seriously, "Darling, I definitely can't invite you out to eat in the future. I'm just asking to be tortured!"

Jiang Chenghuan sneered and poured a glass of fruit juice for Zhao Yumo. "That's enough. Eat your food! I look better than he does, and I will allow you to watch me eat!"