C34 Paradoxical

Mu Yueze ate slowly while Qiao Anran watched him eat. She actually felt that Mu Yueze ate like a French meal. It was probably because he had the air of a noble.

Even his every move had a noble air to it.

Ten thousand ordinary tomato and egg noodles were enough to make Mu Yueze have a noble feeling.

Qiao Anran quietly swallowed her saliva