C740 Chapter 740

“I’ve got my own fire—why would I need to beg you for anything?” Moh Yao lit the flame with a huffy little air, set the neatly cut chunks of meat onto the rack she’d just pulled out, and started grilling.

Before long, she sprinkled on seasoning. The aroma rose fast—yet when Jun Beilou reached for it, Moh Yao wouldn’t let him have any. “Beg me. If you beg me, I’ll let you eat.”

“Yao..