"..." Xu Su fell silent for a few seconds, having already accepted the fact that Zhou Mochen was becoming more and more domesticated.
She unwrapped a pair of disposable chopsticks and delicately started picking at the crayfish.
The crayfish were spicy, and Xu Su had specifically requested extra spicy. Although Zhou Mochen's expression showed some disapproval when she ordered, he didn't object.
Used to cafeteria food, Xu Su's stomach wasn't prepared. After just a few bites of the crayfish, the spice made the tip of her nose bead with sweat. She took off her school uniform jacket, then ran to get two bottles of herbal tea, handing one to Zhou Mochen.
Looking at Zhou Mochen across from her, who was diligently peeling crayfish, Xu Su felt a rare pang of embarrassment. "You should eat some too. Don't just peel them all for me."
