C298 Just What Kind of God Is He

Hearing Yi Mei's words, Zheng Yibing's hands froze and he slightly raised his pitch-black eyes. He frowned as he looked at Yi Mei, who was sitting opposite him with her head lowered, and said with a deep voice, "What does this have to do with eating?"

"Of course! For steel-like men like you, it would be weird if you had a girlfriend! " Yi Mei finished her sentence angrily in her heart