The little trumpet looked at li beixiao. aggrieved, and then looked at Huo qingge. Its eyes were saying. " sister GE. save me ...
"Alright, I'll teach you later!"
Huo qingge elbowed li beixiao and smiled as she comforted the little trumpet.
Flame raised his head and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything and continued eating.
Han Bing looked at su qingran from time to time. He was wondering if the SU family's eldest daughter still remembered him.
Han Bing was a more direct person and didn't beat around the bush, so he didn't hide his expression.
Flame nudged him with his elbow again, indicating for him to eat and stop looking.
"Jue, are you full?"
Although li beixiao's thoughts were not as meticulous as Chu baiqing's, he could tell that Gu Jue was not right today.
He didn't eat and just stared at Bai Qing, wishing he could see a hole in him.
"I'm not hungry!"
