Qin Yi remained calm despite the countless blazing stares aimed toward her, continued leisurely, as though she was doing outdoor cooking.
It was late and she did not want to have any complicated thoughts. The simple pot was like a mix-up.
Although the term mix-up sounded crude, it was actually extremely fragrant.
Qin Yi retrieved a few packets of milk from her bag and handed it over to her group, instructing them, "Drink this to fill your tummy. This is going to take a while."
This caused everyone's eyes to blaze even further. They all saw Qin Yi's bag as some sort of treasure bag.
Wasn't it so? That small bag seemed to have nothing inside it, yet she was able to retrieve so many things.
Feng Qingge and Wang Wenden were extremely casual with Qin Yi and accepted the milk. Huang Ying was somewhat hesitant, at a loss for what to do while holding onto the milk.
