However, Qiaoqiao was still somewhat dissatisfied:
"Sister, next time if Qiaoqiao does well, could you reward me with an Ultraman Tiga? I haven't seen Seiro yet. What if he turns out to be a bad guy?"
Song Tan put down her chopsticks perplexed, "Ultraman... aren't they all pretty much the same?"
"They're different," Qiaoqiao replied earnestly, blinking.
Song Tan: ...
For some reason, she had a bad feeling about this.
...
After eating their fill, Sun Shouping also began to suffer.
He and Zhang Yanping, looking like pregnant women in their third trimester, each held their bellies as they aimlessly wandered around the yard under the fierce sun, sweating profusely.
Zhang Yanping looked at him helplessly, "Can you put your teacup down? You'll digest even slower if you keep drinking water."
Although the teacup in Sun Shouping's hands was quite hot, he insisted, "You don't understand, drinking this tea makes me feel not so restless inside, and I don't feel as hot either."
