Xiao Yu opened her mouth, but it took a while to produce any sound, "That's mine..."
Gong Ting picked a crispy cucumber and put it in his mouth, crunching loudly, with a touch of angry embarrassment in his eyes, "This is my house, everything here is mine, including you."
Xiao Yu pressed her lips together, not wanting to argue with him. Luckily, she made an extra portion earlier, otherwise, she'd be starving after he ate it.
She turned around and went to the kitchen to serve a bowl. Too timid to sit next to him, she carried her tray and settled in the farthest corner, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat silently. The slowly simmered porridge had a fragrant, sticky texture, wonderfully refreshing with the cucumber's aroma.
Gong Ting's previously softened expression became dark again because of her attitude towards him as if he were a Flood Beast. He picked up a cucumber and threw it directly at her, hitting her on the head.
