C517 Apocalypse Dream

Gu Xiao'ai said deliberately, "That's right. Do you think it's still before the apocalypse? How do you want to eat it?"

Luh Yan glanced at Gu Xiao'ai. If looks could kill, he would have cut Gu Xiao'ai into pieces long ago.

Cen Zhi still ate, but Luh Yan was sitting beside her, staring at her as she ate.

With his weak mental fortitude, he probably wouldn't be able to eat this meal