C127 Whose Life Is Not Perfunctory

Ning Jiang said in a low voice. A moment later, she once again put down the meat skewer in her hand.

Seeing the oil on her hand, she pointed at the tissue next to Luo Nanyi. "Can you help me draw a paper?"

Luo Nanyi didn't think much of it. She took a tissue and passed it to her. "Here."

Ning Jiang pursed her lips, "Thank you, it's your turn."

She pushed it toward him