Mo Shu choked and her face turned red with anger, wishing she could smash his dumb head in!
"Asshole!"
She glared at him fiercely and gritted her teeth, "Who said they wanted to eat it? Let go!"
Yu Siqiao rarely came out ahead in verbal sparring and couldn't help but laugh smugly, but he quickly embraced her, his tone softening a bit, "What's there to be angry about? This isn't breakfast, it's dessert. Sit down and try it, okay?"
Mo Shu was fuming, and now, facing Yu Siqiao, who had a smile in his eyes, she stiffened her neck and said, "Who cares? Go feed it to the pigs!"
"I was planning to feed it to my child," Yu Siqiao said earnestly, "You're actually calling her a pig, so what does that make you, the mother?"
Mo Shu became even angrier and pushed him away, attempting to leave.
But who knew, Yu Siqiao stepped forward to catch her again, sounding somewhat helpless, "Why the big temper?"
Mo Shu forcefully broke his hold, "Let go, asshole!"
