Gu Zhihan responded not with words, but by shaking the bag in his hand, signaling her to take it herself.
Luo Mengmeng quickly took it and her face instantly lit up with delight.
"It's sweet and sour pork ribs!"
The young girl was so thrilled to see her favorite dish that she reached out to grab and eat it right away.
"Don't use your hands, put on disposable gloves first." Gu Zhihan, the germophobe, immediately stopped her and handed her a pair of disposable gloves.
By then, Luo Mengmeng was looking at the sweet and sour pork ribs, saliva almost dripping down, and she immediately began grabbing them with the gloves on.
"Delicious, so delicious!"
"Gu Zhihan, you really are the best boyfriend in the world!"
"Wuu wuu wuu..."
Luo Mengmeng was so moved she was nearly ready to drag him to the Civil Affairs Bureau right then and there.
Gu Zhihan really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This girl was just too easy to please; a few pork ribs had completely won her over.
