Zhao Wuji Gives You One Stick of Incense to Discuss Tactics
"Little San, I don't like eating meat." Xiao Wu looked miserably at the two grilled sausages Tang San had handed her, staring silently at them.
I'm a rabbit. How can a rabbit eat meat? I only want the carrots from Brother Qiu's Black Jade Bracelet. Xiao Wu looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside her, waved the sausages in her hand, and asked, "Are you hungry? Want one?"
"No." Zhu Zhuqing's face remained cold, but just as she finished speaking, her little stomach betrayed her with a rumbling growl. Her face immediately turned red. Looking at the sausage in Xiao Wu's hand, she did not know whether to accept it or refuse it. "Pfft." Xiao Wu was straightforward by nature and burst out laughing on the spot. "You didn't eat breakfast either, did you? Take it. We'll be classmates from now on, so what's there to be embarrassed about?"
Zhu Zhuqing fell silent for a moment, then reached out and accepted the sausage, bringing it to her lips and taking small bites.
Xiao Wu looked at the others, each of them eating sausages, then glanced at her own empty hands. She could not help looking pitifully at Ye Zhiqiu, her eyes seeming to say, Give it to me. Give it to me. Ye Zhiqiu had practically grown up with Xiao Wu, so how could he not know what the girl was thinking?
The considerate Ye Zhiqiu promptly took out a large, thick carrot and sent it flying with a whoosh, using a clever flick of his wrist.
"What are you doing?" Dai Mubai's familiar voice suddenly rang out. He was walking quickly over from afar alongside a middle-aged man.
Seeing everyone happily eating sausages, Dai Mubai was rendered speechless, cold sweat