Therefore, from the moment she met Fang Wenxue, the scales in her heart never returned to balance.
Fang Wenxue got her food and strode confidently to sit down opposite Qiao Muting in full view of everyone.
Qiao Muting leaned back slightly and said gently to Wen Quan, "Eat slowly, but hurry up. I have to go to work."
Fang Wenxue peeled the egg, held it up to Qiao Muting, and said, "Brother Muting, you gave all your eggs to the child, and you didn't eat any. Here, eat mine."
Qiao Muting quickly stepped aside, saying, "You eat it."
Actually, he didn't like the taste of boiled eggs. Although they tasted delicious, the strange, pungent smell of boiled eggs made it hard for him to swallow.
He definitely wouldn't have bought it if it weren't for the need to replenish the nutrients in the hot spring.
Fang Wenxue was unaware of this taboo. She pouted, her face flushed with embarrassment, and as if venting her anger, she scooped out all the meat filling from each of the steamed buns, then threw the bun wrappers on the table and began to eat the filling in large bites.
"Don't you think this is a waste?" Qiao Muting looked at her, puzzled.
"I've already paid for it. What difference does it make whether I throw it away or eat it?"
"Of course it's different. If you're not going to eat it, then don't buy it. Leave it for those who need it. Do you know how many rural children are still starving?!" Qiao Muting was genuinely angry, but he still maintained a measured tone.
“Brother Muting, have you forgotten? I’ve never eaten the dumpling skin since I was little. It has no flavor. I only like the filling. But there’s no place to buy the filling separately, so I have to throw away the skin. Usually, you eat it for me.”
Qiao Muting: We should remind Lao Fang; he's spoiling his sister a bit too much.
Fang Wenxue felt a little wronged, but then, as if she had just thought of something, she said, "If Brother Muting doesn't mind, why don't you eat it?"
She suddenly remembered her classmate and her boyfriend in the school cafeteria. Her boyfriend would always happily help her finish all the leftovers.
This is an expression of affection between a man and a woman. If they love each other, eating each other's leftovers is considered an intimate act, a manifestation of love.
Besides, this wasn't her leftovers; it was freshly peeled bun skin. If Qiao Muting could...
Unexpectedly, a little voice suddenly said, "Daddy, we're full, let's go."
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