C1413 My Host Is Only a Thousand Years Old

"Why do you ask?"

"So, so curious." Hill pretended as if nothing had happened and was very calm, but his small hands, which were tangled up in each other's, had long betrayed him.

Jiang Yong could tell that he was hungry. His lips slightly curled: "You want to come home with me, but you're afraid of being disturbed by others?"

Hill did not like the presence of a third person when he was eating