"Why should I sleep without eating? I'm still waiting for my food." Finn Lewis raised an eyebrow.
"You are panting but you are still fat, let's make a bet, lets see if anyone brings you food within half an hour, if not, you will have to run twenty laps around this square?" The girl pointed to the entire square and said.
Finn Lewis glanced at the square and immediately said with a speechless expression: "Come on, isn't this too harsh? One lap of this square is probably more than seven or eight hundred meters."
"You seemed so sure earlier, don't you dare?" The girl too raised an eyebrow, a defiant look on her face.
"Since you put it that way, I accept. But what if someone really does bring me food?" Finn Lewis nodded his head, saying with a grin.
"Then I'll give you a chance, and you will have to treat me to a meal." The girl immediately agreed, a look of arrogance washing over her face.
