After drinking three glasses, Zhu Hui felt a little stuffed.
However, she did not want to waste these and wanted to drink them all.
Lù Yue'an looked at her pettiness and could not help but laugh inwardly.
She felt that she was not presentable.
She had forgotten that a long time ago, they often ordered many cheap flavors at the small milk tea shop at the school gate together. However, since they were afraid of wasting them, they would only leave after drinking until they were almost bursting. When they left, they even took those that they had not finished drinking away.
At that time, she did not feel anything about it and was even very happy.
