C225 Entering Military Camp

Mr. Xue scratched his chin and asked, "Steamed Bun, you want to go with me?"

"Woof!"

Mr. Xue pondered for a moment and nodded, "Alright, the steamed buns will be with me. The fried dough sticks will take good care of the soy milk, the steamed buns!"

"Woof!"

Steamed Bun immediately ran over. Behind his butt was Jiang Lin's small roll of flowers