When Qing Mo, who had taken a bite of his fried dough stick, saw Chengcheng striding quickly toward him, he immediately turned and left!
"Hey! Don't go! Don't go!"
Seeing Qing Mo planning to leave again, Chengcheng, who had been full of excitement just moments ago, panicked on the spot and hurriedly quickened her pace to chase after him!
"If you want breakfast, buy it yourself. Don't come mooching off mine!"
With his back to Chengcheng, Qing Mo ate as he casually waved a hand. His feet never paused in the slightest!
Those who had also gotten up early to buy breakfast saw this scene, and the eyes of quite a few men among them filled with envy!
Good heavens!
Being chased by such a beauty so early in the morning—this young man sure was lucky!
"Don't go, don't go! Am I really that scary?"
"Is it really to the point that you don't even want to say a word to me?"
Having finally caught up to Qing Mo, Chengcheng clutched tightly at the corner of his clothes, her eyes carrying a trace of grievance!
"The moment we meet, you start chasing me. How could I not run?"
"If you hadn't run, would I have chased you the moment we met?"
"Then what exactly do you want? If you want breakfast, go buy it yourself. I said there's no share for you!"
Standing by the roadside, taking a bite of fried dough stick and a sip of soy milk, Qing Mo looked impatiently at Chengcheng, who was gripping his clothes tightly!
"Tch! It's been years since I last ate this kind of breakfast. Do you really think I'd covet this little bit of food from you?"
"If you're not after my breakfast, could it be that you're after my body?"