Mo Zhixuan closed his mouth, a look of deep grievance in his eyes as he gazed at Chu Jin and spoke helplessly, "Jin, it's not right to bully an honest person."
"I'm not laughing anymore, not laughing anymore," Chu Jin immediately put away her full-faced smile, very seriously saying, "The last time, I swear, I really won't deceive you again. Open your mouth."
Mo Zhixuan obediently opened his mouth again, and Chu Jin also extended the spoon to Mo Zhixuan's mouth with a face full of sincerity. But in the next second, Chu Jin repeated her old trick, quickly withdrawing her hand and eating the noodles herself.
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A moment later, Mo Zhixuan contentedly sat down in the chair opposite, stroked his chin, and spoke with a hint of meaning, "Hmm, the taste is indeed not bad, but it seems a bit too salty, next time put less salt."
Chu Jin was already accustomed to his rogue behavior and gave him a white look, "You're taking advantage of me and still playing cute."