Shen Nianmo continued to be occupied with the cooking. The pair of skewer that he grilled looked almost identical, like twins.
When he offered the meat to Gu Xijiu, she took a look at the one in his other hand and asked for it, "I want yours, the one in your other hand." The little boy was utterly annoyed; did she think that he might poison her?
Shen Nianmo did not argue with her. He gave her his skewer. The little boy had a decent table manner. Although he was famished, he did not eat voraciously or in a terrible hurry. He ate quickly, but politely. He did not behave like an uncultured child. When he grows up, he would definitely charm all the ladies with his manners.
While Gu Xijiu was enjoying her meat, she could not help but sigh. How could a grown-up like her steal food from a young boy like him? She was convinced that she actually had zero boundaries.
