Mu Anran even suspected that at this moment, if Nie Xiaoxun directly smashed a plate of rice on his face, he would still sit here, smiling.
"Xiao Xun, I know it's no one's business, just eat your meal, don't mind me," Fang Mingzhe bowed his head and began to eat.
His obedient appearance left Nie Xiaoxun with nowhere to vent her anger.
After all, it's tough to lash out at a smiling face!
Nie Xiaoxun sat down with a gloomy face: it's not about minding you, the problem is that with you sitting here, grandma can hardly eat!
Just then, Fang Mingzhe turned his head towards the window and waved, "Hey, Xiao Tian, over here, there's a spot here."
Xiao Tian?
Nie Xiaoxun frowned and looked over, only to see Bo Tian also walking over with a plate in his hands.
What is this, enemies on a narrow road!
Nie Xiaoxun quickly picked up her spoon to confront Mu Anran, then signaled with her eyes.
When Mu Anran looked up, he saw an anxious Bo Tian walking towards them.
