C157 It's All Messed up All Messed up

"Ah?" Jian Yun had just stuffed the fried dough sticks into her mouth when she heard this. She immediately became Sparda. The fried dough sticks fell onto the table. What did she mean by asking her to go back and cook noodles for him?

"Let's go." Huo Liancheng had already called the waiter to pack up the steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soybean milk that Jian Yun had not finished