"If you dislike it so much, you might as well not eat it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he seized the bowl without hesitation, then turned and strode quickly toward the door.
What...
Gu Li blinked her curled eyelashes in perplexity.
Seeing that he was really leaving, she only then regained her senses, quickly grabbed her chopsticks and ran after him, "Hey, Brother Ting, whimper, I was wrong, Brother Ting."
...
In the end, Gu Li had her late-night snack in the dining room downstairs.
What she was eating was still the bowl of noodles that Mo Shiting had cooked.
Of course, to eat these noodles, she had to use all her flirting skills, soothing his displeasure and quelling the small dispute.
Oh dear, she finally learned her lesson, from now on, she should offer less criticism and more encouragement.
This man, he only takes in praise.
...
The next day, when Gu Li woke up, Mo Shiting was no longer by her side.