Lu Mo finally belatedly noticed Ye Qingqing's slight sourness. Under He Weishao's earnest tutelage these past few days, he had at least made some progress.

It has evolved from a ten-thousand-year-old log to a thousand-year-old one, which is commendable.

"good."

Lu Mo picked up a shrimp, peeled off the shell in no time, removed the head and tail, leaving only the tender white shrimp meat, and put it into Ye Qingqing's bowl.

"...More..."

Although Ye Qingqing was a little disappointed that Lu Mo hadn't been able to feed her, she knew that meat had to be eaten one bite at a time. When it was just the two of them, Lu Mo was willing to feed her, but if there were outsiders around, even if you beat this blockhead to death, he would never do such intimate things.

Being able to peel shrimp for her is already a huge improvement. If it were before, Lu Da Mu Tou would definitely have said—

"I'll do my own thing!"

Lu Mo glanced at Ye Qingqing, who was smiling sweetly at him, and his heart softened. He knew that the girl was definitely doing it on purpose, but he felt that peeling shrimp for her was actually quite nice, even more comfortable than eating them himself.

The old scoundrels across the street were getting more and more lovey-dovey, while the young couple on this side were also deeply in love and all sweet and affectionate.

Fortunately, the table was big enough and the tablecloth was long enough, automatically dividing the area into a clear boundary, with each side operating independently.

until--

Ye Qingqing accidentally dropped her spoon on the floor. Fortunately, the carpet was thick, and the porcelain spoon was undamaged. Ye Qingqing bent down to pick it up, but Lu Mo stopped her, saying, "I'll do it!"

Because the spoon had fallen under his seat, Lu Mo bent down to pick it up, his eyes instinctively glancing to the side, and immediately—

It was like being struck by lightning; he was completely stunned, blood rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his mind was a complete mess.

He said that the other side had stopped making any noise. It turned out that they had moved from ground combat to underground. They really are getting wilder as they get older!

Lu Mo looked away from the two pairs of intertwined legs opposite him, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then straightened up.

However... the liver-colored hue on his face aroused Ye Qingqing's suspicion.

"Brother...why is your face so red?"

As Ye Qingqing asked, she reached out to touch Lu Mo's face. Lu Mo's mind was still in a daze, and he didn't react for a moment, so Ye Qingqing touched him.

Not only is it hot, but I'm also sweating profusely!

"The heating's too hot... let's play PUBG!"

Lu Mo casually picked up a piece of chicken, placed it on Ye Qingqing's plate without even looking at it, and then lowered his head to eat his own food, trying to hide his panic and embarrassment.

Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes. She hated chicken necks the most, and Lu Mo knew that, but he still picked out a big chicken neck for her.

What exactly did Lu Mo see when he picked up the spoon?

Driven by curiosity, Ye Qingqing became increasingly eager to guess, so she deliberately dropped her chopsticks on the ground, saying, "I'll pick them up."

He then bent down to see what was going on.

But Lu Mo reacted faster than her, reaching out to stop her in time, "I'll pick it up!"

We absolutely must not let this girl see scenes that are inappropriate for children. It's too wild and will definitely corrupt Qingqing.

"No...I'll pick it up myself..."

Ye Qingqing strained with all her might, bending down as hard as she could, but Lu Mo was incredibly strong. She used every ounce of strength she had, but she still couldn't get past Lu Mo's iron palm. What's worse, this scoundrel even blindfolded her.

Hate!

There must be something amazing under the tablecloth, otherwise why wouldn't I let her see it?