"Don't you want to eat pickles? Why are you eating my noodles?" Essa was upset.
"I want to eat. Didn't you just say that you were going to be damned if you weren't nice to me? Did you completely forget what you said in the blink of an eye?" Jazz stared deeply at her. His gaze seemed to be saying she was ungrateful.
"That's what I said. And it's true, but you can't push my luck. Because you said you wanted to eat something salty, I went to South Lane to buy you pickles."
However, Jazz looked arrogant and shameless. "But I think noodles are delicious right now, so I want to eat noodles!"
Essa breathed deeply. She thought it was okay for her to compromise, so she said," Okay. Then you wait. I'll go downstairs and buy you another cup of instant noodles. Spicy or not? Which do you choose?"
"Forget it. I just want to eat the cup of noodles you're having." Jazz was referring to the cup of instant noodles that was in front of Essa.
She thought he was joking. After all, that was the cup of instant noodles she had eaten.
"I'm very, very hungry right now. I can't wait for you to go downstairs to buy another cup of instant noodles." As he spoke, Jazz leaned forward, took her cup of instant noodles directly over, and ate it.
Seeing this, Essa also swallowed what she wanted to say. She sat back in her chair and opened the bag of fried chicken to eat.
Essa bought spicy fried chicken and felt that it was super spicy. She felt so spicy that her face turned a little red. However, the more she ate the fried chicken, the better it tasted.
Jazz had just taken two bites of the noodles, but the delicious fried chicken caught Jazz's eye again. Then, he reached out and pointed to the fried chicken. "I want to eat it too..."
Jazz thought it was amazing because he found that everything she had eaten was delicious and made him have an appetite.
However, Essa felt that Jazz was just having trouble with her. Whenever she wanted to do something, he just wanted to ruin it and leave her restless. Then she began to regret what she had said about taking good care of him.
That was because Jazz was taking advantage of her good nature. And it had only been a few hours, but she felt deeply that she couldn't go on being so unprincipled.
"Eat your noodles!" She didn't even look at him and started eating the fried chicken.
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