Moran waved his right hand and said, "You have a dirty mouth. I'm teaching you a lesson to keep your mouth clean."
"Am I wrong?! You were flirting with so many men last night, seducing so many men at once, and no one is as slutty as you!"
"Pa—" Moran slapped him again.
"Slut!" Qi Ruigang was so angry that he continued to insult her, and then he received another slap in the face.
Moran's force was not heavy to him at all, but when it was thrown on his face, he was still very angry and felt burning pain in his cheek.
At the same time, he felt a little excited in his heart, feeling that being beaten by her like this was a kind of enjoyment.
He thought he must be a pervert.
"Damn woman, no matter how many slaps you give me now, I will come back twice as hard!" Qi Ruigang said angrily.
Moran sneered, "You want revenge anyway, why don't I slap you a few more times now?"
"You..." Qi Ruigang was angry.
Moran shook off the painful hand again, "No matter how unclean your mouth is, I wouldn't mind finding a fly swatter to replace my hand."
"..." Damn it, he would rather be beaten by her hand than by a fly swatter.
"What do you want to eat?" Moran picked up the chopsticks again and asked casually.
Qi Ruigang admired her for being so calm now despite having slapped her several times.
He squinted at her, and Moran frowned: "What are you looking at?"
"Lan Lan, I found that you have changed, and I don't even recognize you anymore."
She was not like this before. If she was a little white rabbit before, she is a rose with thorns now.
Although beautiful, it cannot be touched.
In fact, Moran would only be so cold and ruthless when facing him.
She said calmly: "You didn't force me to do this. You made me schizophrenic. I might kill you someday."
Qi Ruigang smiled instead of getting angry: "I'm very proud to have such a profound influence on you."
"You're not going to eat, right? Then I'll take my leave!"
Qi Ruigang successfully shut up, "I want to eat with my hands."
Moran was stunned for a moment, then repeated: "I want to eat finger-picked rice. Have you ever heard of finger-picked rice?"
"..."
"It's just food you eat with your hands."
"...I don't think you can move your hands."
"You are the one who takes care of my meals, of course with your hands."
Moran frowned in disgust, but he was sincere.
Qi Ruigang smiled proudly: "Don't forget your responsibilities."
"Okay! Do you want to eat finger food? That's okay."
Moran got up and asked for a glove. She put on the gloves and asked him calmly: "What do you want to eat?"
"Beef." Qi Ruigang ordered her in a big way.
Moran grabbed a piece of beef covered with sauce. Qi Ruigang opened his mouth. Moran's hand shook, and a few drops of sauce immediately splashed on Qi Ruigang's face and his clothes.
Qi Ruigang: "..."
Moran quickly retracted his hand: "I'm so sorry, my hands are shaking and I can't control them."
"You did it on purpose!" Qi Ruigang glared at her gloomily.
Moran raised her other hand, "Do you know that ten fingers are connected to the heart? I broke a finger, so both hands lost their balance. I really didn't mean to do it."
Qi Ruigang stared at her little finger wrapped in gauze, and his heart twitched suddenly, as if he had been pricked by a needle.