Everyone watched as Yun Tang's chopsticks drew near to the dish in front of Gu Xiaoer.
The spicy braised prawns were quietly lying in there.
Ling Ye and Ai Le exchanged glances, Bai Xiaoyu and Shen Minghan exchanged glances, each seeing a tinge of schadenfreude in the other's eyes.
Han Luoli, you're about to explode!
Yun Tang, you're doomed!
Don't you know that Han Luoli is like an ancient vat of vinegar?
If anyone looks at Gu Xiaoer one more time, he acts like it's life or death—well, making others feel like it's life or death.
And you still dare to pick food for Gu Xiaoer right in front of him.
Seeing Yun Tang's familiar and natural demeanor, it seems he already knows Xiao Er's preferences like the back of his hand.
Hehe, everyone tacitly awaited the man's outburst on the other side of the girl.
At this moment, only Heh Yiwei was still clueless, looking left, looking right, not understanding the situation.
