"Cough, cough."
The Marquis Gu really didn't know how to respond.
After coughing, he still had nothing to say.
Even the dullest person could tell that his actions in the past few days had angered her.
The Marquis Gu said, "Well, I... I can explain..."
Quick-witted Hong Mian had already ordered the small kitchen to bring in Qin Yuan's dinner.
The Marquis Gu watched as cups, plates, and bowls were brought out one by one, filling the small table, diverse and exquisitely arranged, but all in very small servings, just a bite or two.
Indeed, as Qin Yuan had just said, only enough for one person.
If he were to eat, it wouldn't even be enough to fill a gap between his teeth.
The soft meat on Marquis Gu's cheeks couldn't help but twitch. Damn it, now there's no reason to stir up trouble.
Seeing him like this, Qin Yuan struggled to suppress the smile on her lips, saying, "Marquis, I'm about to have dinner, you see..."
"Why call me Marquis, call me husband."
