Gong Zheng and Mo Litong sat on the sofa, eating nonstop.
Miao Cuihua was busy in the kitchen, feeling all kinds of anger.
"One after another, they're so troublesome."
"And they're supposed to be cultured university students."
Miao Cuihua complained while stir-frying, glancing outside frequently, worried that this couple might walk off with something.
"Gong Zheng, why are you spitting stuff on the floor while eating? Don't you know it's a wooden floor?" Miao Cuihua got angry seeing Gong Zheng spitting shells on the floor.
She put the freshly cooked dish into a bowl and stormed into the living room to collect all the snacks from the coffee table.
Gong Zheng and Mo Litong were dumbfounded, "Miao Cuihua..." How shameless is this?
Mo Litong pouted, "No manners."
What? She actually said they had no manners. Miao Cuihua grabbed Mo Litong, "Look at what you've eaten, spitting shells on the floor."
"Is your mouth leaking, or what?"
