yes, I've always remembered. You had leek dumplings that afternoon!
Ye qingge had already known about li beixiao's sharp tongue when he said that Feng Yan did not wear underwear during the last dumpling.
As expected, Feng Yan jumped out of bed when he heard li beixiao's words.
She looked at li Beichen with a dark expression, angry and annoyed.
Flame and ice had already come in together with a tacit understanding to prevent the two masters from fighting again.
The standard room wasn't big to begin with, and with so many people coming in all of a sudden, it felt like the air was thin.
Ye qingge felt that it was really a headache for men to be childish.
"Have you eaten?" Ye qingge raised her head and asked li beixiao. Her tone was a little stiff, but she could not hide her concern for him.
"Not yet, I just woke up and rushed over!" Li beixiao's deep eyes were full of tenderness.
