After taking the dishes, Yang Ming put the things on the coffee table and then said to Xia Xue, "Come and eat. You haven't eaten yet, right?"
"Do you dare to eat the things they sent? Are you not afraid of poison?" Xia Xue glanced at Yang Ming.
"Hehe, if they wanted to do something bad to us, do they need to poison the food?" Yang Ming smiled, "If you are not eating, can I eat it all myself?"
"Who said that I am not eating?" Xia Xue actually knew this truth, but the person who just sent the meal ignored her question. She was a little angry.
"If you are eating, come quickly. It looks good, pretty appetizing." Yang Ming smiled and said, "The preparation is quite thoughtful. They know that you love to drink and prepared alcohol for you!"
