Because Mo Shangjun has an absolute advantage when it comes to strength.
Even though Ya Tianxing protested, in the end, Mo Shangjun forcefully fed him a few mouthfuls of rice.
"Are you angry?"
After putting down Ya Tianxing's bowl and chopsticks, Mo Shangjun casually stroked his chin.
Though a bit rough, it certainly can't compare to Liang Zhiqiong's, but it still feels pretty good.
"..."
Ya Tianxing was caught off guard by her teasing, and immediately gave her a chilly look.
Mo Shangjun chuckled, "Such a bad temper. You didn't quite manage to call me 'big sister,' did you?"
"..."
Ya Tianxing couldn't be bothered to respond to her.
Just keeping a tally, he'll deal with her another day.
"Alright," Mo Shangjun picked up her own portion, "How about giving you a chance to feed me?"
Ya Tianxing looked at her in surprise, "You're letting a 'crippled' person feed you?"
After considering for a bit, Mo Shangjun shrugged, "Then forget it."
"Come over."
