Qiaoqiao's spicy livestream continued until her phone ran out of power, and once again the audience in the chat room, upon seeing the black screen, silently dispersed, demonstrating their self-management abilities.
On this end, the group that had been watching the entire livestream, including Song Tan, had quite subtle expressions on their faces.
She did some quick mental calculations, "I reckon their trip won't last much longer."
Wu Lan was just biting into a tender water chestnut and glanced at her upon hearing this, "Do you still need to put on that mystical air, with all the counting on fingers? Isn't it obvious that the stuff they brought has run out, and now they have nothing to eat... If they don't come back, they're just asking for trouble!"
Absolutely!
