It seems even more eye-catching than before.
"Why aren't you going?" Viola Thompson reluctantly looked back, "I'm starving."
Terrence Lentz initially wanted to find an excuse to have her change her clothes, but when he heard that the young girl said she was starving, he couldn't care about anything else and wished to have the best food in the world laid out in front of her.
"Let's go."
He quickened his pace and walked beside her.
The two of them went downstairs to the hotel.
The night market was lively.
There was a lot of noise.
The air was filled with the aroma of delicious food.
However, there were people queuing up in front of almost every booth.
At this time, Terrence Lentz's role came into play, "What do you want to eat? I'll stand in line."
Viola is very hungry now, wanting to eat everything.
"Um, I want a milk tea, then rice noodles, stinky tofu, and I also want to eat the spring rolls from that booth."
"That's all. I can't eat any more."
