Lu yange, who was standing outside the office, was slightly stunned. He suddenly had a bad feeling.
sure enough, the next second, he heard the sound of a book being slammed on the table in the office. then, huo shen's deep and hoarse voice said,"lu yange!"
huo shen would not usually call him by his full name. once he did, it would not be a good thing.
lu yange's butthole tightened and he quickly ran in.
"what's wrong, brother huo?" there was a fawning look in his peach-shaped eyes.
huo shen raised his hand coldly and pointed at the lunchbox. " you try it too. "
he took out another pair of chopsticks and placed them in front of him.
Lu yange was stunned. He looked at the pair of chopsticks and his brain started to work quickly.
Dinner, dinner made by an Xiaowan!
