"I really do have a big mouth. Not only did I come last in the first activity, but I also came last in the second one," Zhan Zheng grumbled after hearing the host's remarks. He shrugged, entirely nonchalant about it all.
Yao Yingying, standing next to him, nodded along to the show's arrangements. Then, with a shy smile on her face, she said, "I actually thought it was beef on the stick, but when I tasted it after it was grilled, it turned out to be lamb. Both my husband and I don't eat lamb, which is why there were those three skewers left. Such a pity."
As she spoke, she looked coquettishly at Zhan Zheng. He was taken aback for a moment, laughed nervously, scratched his head and echoed Yao Yingying's sentiment.
Yu Ting glanced at the two of them and said nothing, standing silently at her own spot. She couldn't help but feel exhausted with the late hour.
