Jayden Roberts walked into the room with a blank face and put the heat preservation box in his hand on the table.

Trixie closed the door and stared at him in surprise. She didn't recover for half a day.

"Have you seen enough? Eat when you see enough."

Recognizing his unhappy tone, Trixie did not dare to say much. She went to the chair with her head down and sat down, opening the insulation box. There is steaming white rice porridge and freshly fried dishes inside.

Last night, she drank a lot of wine with Jessa. She doesn't know how many times she vomited. This would make her stomach empty...