C39 Chatting

He took a sip of soup from his bowl, then took a big mouthful of rice flour and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes narrowing in satisfaction.

Seeing the way Xie Meng was eating, Jian Mo also started to eat.

"Sister Jian Mo, can you tell me how you met Qiao Ye?" Xie Meng, who was on the other side, asked impatiently when she arrived. Her mouth was still stuffed with rice noodles