C527 You Think too Much

"Let's do this." Xia Nan guessed that a person with a germaphobia like him wouldn't eat something made from the oil of the ditch. She pointed at a plate of roasted buns in front of her.

"This one is clean and not greasy, why don't you try it?"

Xu Yicheng followed her finger and took a look, and indeed, he took a piece and gave it a try.

His roommate, who was engrossed in eating scallops