If there was nothing wrong with her head, why was she getting so worked up over a meal?
It was like she was charging into battle.
Even in battle, nobody ate this fast.
A bowl of tofu pudding and a bowl of white rice—she finished them in less than three minutes.
Zhou An looked at the half-bowl of rice left in his own bowl. He felt like the girl still had not eaten her fill.
"How about... some more?"
Ye Shuang was still savoring the fragrance of the tofu pudding and rice, her face full of enjoyment. Hearing that, she froze slightly.
When she looked into her bowl again, it was already completely empty.
She truly had not expected chili peppers and tofu pudding to make such a uniquely delicious combination.
At the constable's words, Ye Shuang's eyes shifted slightly as she stared at the tofu pudding in Zhou An's bowl.
Zhou An reached out and pulled the tofu pudding and rice closer to himself.
He did not have many hobbies. What he liked most was money and food.
When his aunt touched his money, he chopped her into fifty-six pieces.
And this little girl wanted to eat his tofu pudding and rice?
What a joke!
Was Zhou An's tofu really so easy to eat?
Swish, swish, swish!
Zhou An did not eat any slower than Ye Shuang. Before long, he had cleaned out the tofu pudding in front of him.
"Boss, the bill."
He took out some silver and placed it on the table, then prepared to leave.
He felt there was something wrong with this little girl's head. If he stayed around her too long, she might infect him too.
He should get back early and grind the Butchering Ox Technique. That was the real business.
But before