Yan Yu finished dinner and suddenly noticed that Lin Ning beside him seemed somewhat downcast.
He remembered when he first met her in the school cafeteria, this girl with long straight dark hair who had an ice-cold indifferent face that said "strangers keep out." Compared to her vivid expression of slight grievance now, it was quite amusing.
"What's wrong, Ningning?" Yan Yu turned his bowl upside down, "You see, I've eaten everything you made all clean."
"I'm not upset about that," Lin Ning pouted.
"Then what is it?" asked Yan Yu.
"It's just..." Lin Ning fell silent for a moment, then murmured, "I don't want to make you think that I'm troublesome or that I get angry easily."
Gosh, what a naggy woman! Good thing she's not my wife, otherwise I'd have my hands full after marriage.
