Gu Zhiqian suddenly pushed Guan meiyi down on the sofa, which made Guan Meiyi cry out in surprise.
The man wickedly looked at Guan Meiyi, "I don't care about others. I'm only concerned about whether you're hungry or not."
Guan Meiyi then looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already time for dinner. She didn't feel it until Gu Zhiqian said it. Now that he said it, she was really a little hungry, so she nodded obediently.
"I'll make noodles for you?" Since the last time he made noddles for her, Gu Zhiqian had been complacent about it, thinking that he was a chef.
Guan Meiyi looked at her neat kitchen and quickly shook her head. She remembered that Gu Zhiqian destroyed a kitchen just for a bowl of noodles last time, and then the cleaner cleaned it all afternoon to restore it. But even so, some of the utensils had been damaged to the point that they could not be used anymore. Guan Meiyi did not want her own kitchen to be destroyed like that.