บท 388: Torturing Each Other

"If you don't want to say it, then I'll buy it according to my taste." Shi Man ignored his useless shouting and wanted to call the restaurant downstairs.

Yi Ming gritted his teeth and stopped her. With a cold expression, he repeated, "Sea cucumber braised Wuchang fish, but I don't want to see a single fish bone inside."

He had just finished speaking when Shi Man interrupted him sincerely. "No, Eldest Grandpa, the doctor said that you can't eat stuff that is too greasy, and you can't touch seafood. Why don't you change it to chicken soup? Let the chef boil a pot of thick black chicken soup to nourish your body."

Yi Ming's expression darkened as he said angrily, "Am I the one eating or you?"

"Oh." Shi Man continued to fiddle with her cell phone and said calmly, "Then continue."