"..."
The atmosphere in the dining room suddenly turned cold, and an indescribable aura of danger gradually emanated from Yan Yan.
He was sitting next to Yun Qiluo, just finished his meal, leaning back on the dining chair, his eyelids half-closed, elegantly and carelessly wiping his mouth with a napkin.
Yet anyone could see the gloominess on his face.
... Only Yun Qiluo and Chu Yibai remained oblivious to it.
Yun Qiluo stared at the little deer pushed over by Chu Yibai, her eyes immediately lit up, licking her lips, eager to try.
The antlers of the little deer clearly were not made of cream, she was curious to know whether they were chocolate or candy, and was especially eager to have a taste.
Just as she was about to reach out with a fork, the man beside her spoke up, "Want to eat it?"
The young girl nodded immediately, "Mm-hmm."
