C122 A three-man farce

"I still have things to do, you eat first!" Zhou Chen said somewhat tiredly. He had to go to bed early, and tomorrow morning he had to give her breakfast.

Mu Ya Ting lowered her head, and the hand that was holding onto his sleeve was lowered as well. "A Chen, I heard from Mother Wu that your porridge is very tasty, I wonder if I could try it?" she asked in a low voice.

"You go eat first