"Add half a bowl of rice later." Gu Xiaozhan gazed at her.
Mu Anhan: "..." A little figure in her heart jumped out, saying her husband was too stingy!
She was already thin, yet he wouldn't let her eat meat.
"Not enough? Add another bowl of soup." Gu Xiaozhan told her.
Mu Anhan: "…I still want to eat meat."
The man said nothing, just looked at her with eyes deep as the sea.
She clutched his arm, soft and coy, "Honey, I want to eat meat."
Seeing he still didn't react, she blinked her eyes: "If you don't give me meat, I'll eat your meat."
As she said this, she gently bit his firm little arm.
"There is a wild steamed osmanthus fish." Gu Xiaozhan finally relented.
"Wow!" Mu Anhan felt like she was going to drool.
After eating half of the fish in one go, the man took the plate away.
Mu Anhan: "…Honey, wasting food is a very shameful behavior, you see, there are many people starving in other countries around the world! We should be good citizens who cherish food, right?"
