He Xiaotong was thinking she should eat quickly so she could give whatever she couldn't finish to He Jianmin before the food got cold. But when she heard what was said next, she nearly choked to death.
'That disgusting Little San!'
'"Good," he says!'
'"Obedient," too!'
If she weren't worried about embarrassing the young woman, she would have relentlessly teased him right then and there. 'You little scoundrel,' she fumed internally, 'so that's how you reeled her in!'
He Jianmin glanced quizzically at his wife, who had just kicked his shoe. 'Want me to feed you? Probably not a good idea. We're not at home where it's just the two of us. I could feed you then, but not here.'
"..." He Xiaotong understood the teasing in his eyes. She resolutely whipped her head away, even turning her body to the side. 'We're on completely different wavelengths!'
