C85 I Don't Eat Quick-frozen Food

Ning Xi stood in the middle of the living room while Zhan Sijue sat on the sofa.

Ning Xi tried very hard to ignore Zhan Sijue, but the masculinity was too strong. In the end, she could only mutter to herself, "I've already returned the phone to you. What else do you have for me, Young Master Jue?"

Sitting here, could it be that he wanted her to say thank you?

"I'm hungry