Mr. Mo, Your Proud Trick Is Ineffective on Me

A faint smile appeared on Mo Nianchen's lips." But there's a bastard who likes her, and a unique one at that.""

He was crazy. Why was he smiling so happily when he was scolded for being a ball?

Li Shengxia placed the instant noodles in front of him and said coldly,"Mr. Mo, your instant noodles are ready!"

"Thank you."

Mo Nianchen took the bowl of instant noodles and started eating.

The corners of Li Shengxia's mouth twitched. She had made such a disgusting analogy, yet he still ate it. It was a new experience for her.

They were probably the only two people in the world who would order instant noodles in such a high-end restaurant!! The table was full of exquisite delicacies. Although they were small, they were still very expensive. She was speechless that she could not taste them.

She lowered her head helplessly and took a sip of the instant noodle soup.