C17 There's Nothing to Live for

Bai Xiaoning saw that he did not speak and seemed to be satisfied with the plate of fish meat, so she picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat.

She had been busy from noon until now and was really a little hungry.

Who would have thought that just as her chopsticks touched the edge of the rice, Hsiao Hee said without hesitation, "Mushroom and chicken stew