Seeing Mo Qian wholeheartedly focused on peeling crab meat for her, Ji Wei felt deeply touched. She picked up a spoon nearby, scooped up a piece of meatball, and held it out to him.
Mo Qian froze for a second, then opened his mouth.
Watching the man eat the food she fed him, Ji Wei's eyes curved in a sweet smile.
A packed lunch turned into a moment of sweetness between the two of them, so sweet that Chen Ke, the third wheel, couldn't stand it anymore. After being force-fed a handful of "dog food," he quickly found an excuse to leave.
Looking at the emptied lunch boxes in front of her, Ji Wei leaned back on the sofa and rubbed her stomach, unwilling to move because she had accidentally eaten too much.
Mo Qian cleaned up the boxes and glanced at her. "Get up and walk around, or you might end up with indigestion."
