Zhou Feng returned with two hot meat sandwiches and stuffed one into Miao Dong's hands. "Eat more meat. Look at your thin waist!"
When Miao Dong heard his words, her face turned red. The place on her waist that he had grabbed was still a little hot.
The situation was urgent and Miao Dong didn't notice it just now. Now, Miao Dong muttered in her heart, How can you touch a girl's waist so casually?
Zhou Feng didn't understand. "What's wrong with you? Why do you always blush? Are you sick?"
Miao Dong quickly shook her head and changed the topic. "How did you know I was in the equipment room?"
