"Of course, we'll follow the boss!" Eighth glanced at Eleven and Qing Mo, who were eager to please Tang Susu. He gritted his teeth. "These two traitors!"
Little did they know that the two people on the other side had already shamelessly enjoyed some good food.
"This is delish! I've never eaten such delicious sushi before."
Just as Eleven reached out his hand, the exasperated Tang Mingchu swatted his hand away. Then, he snatched the rest of the sushi away and stuffed them into his mouth. He squinted his eyes and chewed happily.
Tang Mingqi's heart ached even more. He had finally coaxed Susu to take out some of the sushi, but these two fellows had caught them right in the act.
There were a total of thirteen pieces of sushi. Tang Susu ate two, Mr. Tang ate one, and Tang Mingqi and Tang Mingchu fought and got three each. There were four pieces left.
Eleven got one. He wasn't as quick as Qing Mo, and was just about to grab the last piece.
