Night fell and the lights were lit.
The villa's courtyard was bustling with activity.
The charcoal under the barbeque was burning brightly. Yan beiming was like a little BBQ expert, constantly putting the vegetables and meat skewers that had been skewered in the evening on the barbeque rack. The oil dripped down the meat skewers, and the charcoal fire instantly made a crackling sound.
&Quot; I'm telling you guys, BBQ must be delicious. If I, Yan beiming, want to claim second place, no one in Jiang city would dare to claim first place! &Quot;
Yan Beichen was only wearing his shirt, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, looking very decent!
"Don't talk nonsense," Liang yuran impatiently kicked him from behind.
In his opinion, Yan beiming was still capable of everything, but his mouth was too talkative.
"I'm so hungry!"
Yuan Bao widened his eyes and looked at him pitifully.
