The four people looked at each other and took their seats.
Yuren and Ya Ling were busy setting out the dishes.
Lu Mian slightly tilted her head, looking towards the only empty seat, momentarily lost in thought.
The chopsticks, um...
She twirled a lock of hair by her ear with her index finger, while the other hand spun a chopstick. She suddenly remembered that she seemed to have bought two packs of chopsticks from the supermarket before, so why couldn't she find them afterward?
"Mianmian?" Yuren waved his hand in front of her: "What are you thinking about?"
Lu Mian immediately came back to her senses, replying earnestly, "Oh, I was thinking about how to beat that guy up three hundred times."
Ya Ling laughed until he bent backward: "With Brother Mian here, I have got someone to back me up!"
"Zero, Mianmian is a girl, you should change the way you speak." Yuren said helplessly.
Ya Ling smiled coquettishly, looking across: "Brother Mian, do you think I should change?"
