1438 Dont Guess A Womans Thoughts (1/2)

Zheng Yan had not finished speaking, when Mo Yongheng took the food container from her hands and had his head lowered as he started eating the noodles.

He ate very quickly and in just a while, he had finished a huge portion of pork trotter noodles.

”Slow down, no one's fighting with you for it. I'd originally thought that you could just eat a few bites for the sake of it if you didn't like to eat pig trotter noodles. I didn't expect that you would like it so much,” Zheng Yan stared at Mo Yongheng who had his head buried in the bowl of noodles and teased happily.

Hearing her words, Mo Yongheng froze in his act of eating the noodles and raised his head to look at her.

His gaze was unfathomable to her.

He wasn't hungry and did not believe that eating pig trotter noodles would get rid of bad luck. It was only because this contained her sincerity.

Mo Yongheng's gaze flickered slightly and he was just about to say something when she suddenly moved closer to him and stared straight at the noodles in his bowl.

”You're savoring it with so much relish. Is it that good?”

She spoke while evidently gulping down her saliva.

Such a genuine and candid side of her easily made one's heart flutter.

Mo Yongheng used the fork to scoop a bite of noodles and raised it near to her mouth. ”Do you want a bite?”

Zheng Yan did not say anything and merely lowered her head to finish the noodles he offered her, then pointed to the pig trotters inside the bowl.

”I want one of those too!”

”Alright.” Mo Yongheng quickly took the piece of pig trotter and put it into her mouth.

The small piece of pig trotter had been boiled for a long time and was extremely soft and melted inside her mouth immediately.

Zheng Yan even continued to babble on as she ate, ”It's full of collagen. Eating this is huge nourishment as it has beautifying effects. It's more useful than eating any beauty capsules!”

”Have more then.” Mo Yongheng fed her another piece of it.

When he was about to feed her the third piece, Zheng Yan raised her head and cautiously cast a glance at him. Her dark gaze instantly stunned Mo Yongheng.

”What's wrong?”

Huffing and puffing in anger, Zheng Yan questioned, ”Am I not pretty enough? Or do you think that I'm old and the collagen on my face isn't present anymore, so you keep feeding me with pig trotters?”