Chapter 279 - This Time, He’ll Taste Jealousy Too (2/2)

Zeng Zhun didn’t know how to respond.

Yi Jingxi shook his head and continued, “That’s impossible. She was with me for so long, but never slept with me, let along Nian Junting. She’s so smart, so she definitely knows how to use a man while protecting herself.”

Still, Zeng Zhun didn’t respond. He wanted to say that it didn’t seem like Luosang was using Nian Junting on purpose.

…

In the kitchen, Luosang was was.h.i.+ng the dishes while Yan Su prepared the hot pot seasonings. Glancing at Nian Junting who was sitting on the couch, peeling potatoes while humming a song, both of them felt rather weird.

Yan Su quietly moved to Luosang, saying, “Are you sure that you and Mr. Nian just went to the supermarket and not a hotel?”

The blus.h.i.+ng Luosang gave her a threatening glance and responded with, “Where did all this food come from if we didn’t go to the supermarket?”

“Could supermarket shopping make him so happy?” Yan Su blinked.

Luosang thought for a moment, then felt that she could only try to explain Nian Junting’s behaviors in a way ordinary people would never understand. “Maybe it’s because he’s never been to a supermarket, but just now, he suddenly found that supermarket shopping is quite interesting,” she said.

“…Maybe,” said Yan Su.

Twenty minutes later, the hot pot and food was ready.

Once they started eating, Yan Su realized that she really shouldn’t be there. At that moment, she sincerely wished that Lu Kang was there too.

“Here, try some beef… lamb… meatbalsl… rice noodles.” Nian Junting wouldn’t stop putting all sorts of food into Luosang’s bowl.

“I’m good, I’m good,” she replied. Luosang felt a little embarra.s.sed as Yan Su was there too.

“Didn’t you say that I should boil meat for you?” Nian Junting frowned and said, “You eat like a horse. These are just a drop in the bucket for you.”

Yan Su coughed.

Luosang rolled her eyes and said to Nian Junting, “Just eat.”

Nian Junting moved his bowl slightly toward Luosang and said, “Well, if you don’t like me putting food in your bowl, you can put some in mine.”

“Don’t you have hands? Can’t you do that yourself?” she asked.