"Help me serve the dishes." Zhang Ronghua called out."
"Yes." Yang Hongling put away the strange feeling in her heart and walked over. She carried the dishes and left the kitchen with him.
In the lobby.
The old teacher and Little Four were waiting there. Seeing that they had come, Little Four wanted to escape, but under the temptation of the delicious food, he couldn't move his body. He lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, as if he didn't see him.
After putting the dishes on the table, Yang Hongling stopped beside it. She reached out her hand and pulled its ear. She said with a straight face,""What did you just say? My feet stink?"
