C88 You must Restrain Yourself

"Yeah, yeah." Qiao Yi nodded as she continued to eat. Lu Jingyun would occasionally pick up the fresh chicken in her bowl, as if he was treating her like a rice bucket.

Qiao Yi chewed the chicken and puffed up her cheeks. Looking at the hill-like piece of meat in the bowl, the feeling of appetite just now had already begun to dissipate.

This was night time. With this way of eating