Nangong Yue'er's face seemed to be a little unhappy, she put down her chopsticks, and looked at the piece of meat in the bowl that Huangfu Moche had just sandwiched for her with a displeased expression: "I don't want to eat braised pork!" ”

"And what do you want to eat?"

Nangong Yue'er flattened her mouth, still unhappy about the meat in the bowl: "I want to eat what I want to eat by myself!" ”

I saw Huangfu Mo Che stretch out his chopsticks and sandwich the braised pork in Nangong Yue'er's bowl in Li Xiangwei's bowl, and asked her, "Is this okay?" ”

"That's it."

Nangong Yue'er was satisfied, but what Li Xiangwei felt was a strong irony, and the dishes he served for her were not wanted.

Why did he think that if he got it from someone's bowl, she would eat it?

Li Xiangwei didn't speak, she was eating silently the whole time, but she didn't eat half of the piece of meat he put into the bowl from beginning to end.

Sure enough, being favored and falling out of favor are two extremes.

If the mood is not very good, the natural appetite will not be very good, Li Xiangwei only ate a little bit and couldn't eat, just got up and was about to leave, when he heard the voice of the man next to him.

"Are you wasting food like this in the Li family?" Huangfu Moche's tone was very stiff, and even carried accusations against her, his meaning was obviously to let her eat all the rice in the bowl, including the piece of braised pork that was sandwiched into her bowl from Nangong Yue'er's bowl.

His meaning couldn't be clearer, how could Li Xiangwei not hear it.

She extremely suppressed the anger in her heart, sat down calmly again, and smiled indifferently: "Indeed, how can such a delicious meal be wasted like this?" ”

As she spoke, Li Xiangwei picked up the bowl in front of her and poured it into her mouth.

Li Xiangwei, don't waste it, there is not a single grain of rice left!

Originally, there was still a lot of rice in the bowl, so Li Xiangwei swallowed it all with the pitiful piece of braised pork, and didn't chew it a few times.

After eating it in a big gulp, Li Xiangwei poured a whole glass of juice before suppressing the vomiting sensation in her throat.

"I'm done eating now, it's not a waste."

"Yes." Huangfu Moche snorted coldly, without much expression on his face.

"Since there is no waste, then I will leave ......" She really couldn't stay at such a table, and Huangfu Moche made it clear that she didn't want to give herself a good color.

He still wastes food, doesn't he waste it every day? Isn't it his rule to cook so many dishes per meal?

It's speechless!

Editor Su Su has given her a specific time to publish, this is also the first time she has serialized her own comics in a magazine, there are not many manuscripts to change, and she doesn't want to waste a lot of time on that uncertain man.

After returning to the bedroom, Li Xiangwei began to create diligently, but today's lines in her pen are not smooth, and the paper balls are thrown away one after another.

Discouraged, Li Xiangwei rubbed off the paper ball again and threw it casually behind her......

"Ah......" The paper ball was in the middle of Nangong Yue'er's head, and she screamed in pain.

Li Xiangwei turned around in a panic, when did this girl appear in her bedroom?

"Sister Weiwei, what are you painting?" Nangong Yue'er curiously picked up the paper ball underneath and prepared to open it to see the contents inside.

"No, it's nothing, I just see that Yue'er is so cute and want to draw Yue'er......" Li Xiangwei smiled bitterly and made up a reason.

But what she didn't know was that Nangong Yue'er really took her words seriously......