At noon, the four of them arrived at the shops downstairs, found a breakfast place that had not closed yet, and began eating lunch.
They each bought a bowl of congee: millet congee, preserved egg and lean pork congee, pumpkin congee. Only Luo Ye ordered plain congee.
Seeing this, the owner asked, "There are some pickles, mustard greens, and eggs too. What would you like to go with it?"
"Go with what?" Luo Ye asked.
"What goes with plain congee?"
"Me."
The moment he said that, the other three all looked at Luo Ye. The owner wore a baffled expression.
He should have closed earlier. He ran a breakfast place—how had he run into such an oddball?
Whenever Luo Ye ate plain congee, he never needed side dishes.
He himself was the best side dish.
Su Baizhou looked at him, Qin Yuwen looked at him too, and Xu Xinian was utterly astonished, his face filled with admiration.
As expected of a romance novel author—he really had plenty of tricks. How long would Xu Xinian have to learn before he reached Luo Ye's level?
Because they had eaten hotpot yesterday, Senior Qin's stomach felt a little uncomfortable today, which was why they were eating so lightly.
She wore a green hanfu. Before leaving the hotel, Fairy Senior Sister had done her hair.
Unlike the bow sitting atop Senior Sister's own head, the hairstyle she had done for Senior Qin looked much better.
It was a low ponytail, with figure-eight loops on either side of her hair, like a pair of butterfly wings.
It was worth mentioning that ever since they came downstairs, Qin Yuwen had been staring at the bow on Su Baizhou's head. At last, she could not help asking, "Zhouzhou, who did this strange hairstyle for you?"
Upon hearing