C51 Really I Am Not Fooled?

Jing Xing replied to Taobao's message as he ate. She had come early today, and the head chef at the cafeteria was still as enthusiastic as before. The food she served was half as much as usual.

He put a piece of chicken into his mouth, opened the calendar and made a note for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"How's the lunch today?" The voice that suddenly rang out startled Jing Xing