C169 You Don't Have the Right to Think about Me(1)

"It's okay, I can tolerate it!" Mo Suli rubbed Meng Xiwei's head with his big hand and said gently, "You slept the whole afternoon. Are you hungry? Get up. Let's go out and eat together! "

Meng Xiwei immediately said when she heard Mo Suli's words, "There is a chef at home. Why should I go out to eat?"

" But there are no ingredients in the fridge