But who is Yao Mingyue? A delicate darling, for her even losing a husband, she wouldn't need a face, right?
"So now she can only be considered a foster sister."
Yao Mingyue's smile lingered as she winked gently at Xu Musen.
Whether it's a noun or a verb, let's not study it for now.
Xu Musen looked down at the speedometer. Isn't this only less than eighty? Why does it feel like the car is about to take off?
Passing by a service area, they stopped to use the restroom.
When she came back, Yao Mingyue held a few grilled sausages and sweet corn in her hand.
Considered a specialty of the service area, I guess.
"Want some?" Yao Mingyue offered them to Xu Musen.
"Let's get to the mountain first, it'll be hard to book a room in a bit."
Two days before the National Day, tourists were already abounding, and if they went later, it would probably be tough to book a room.
Xu Musen drove the car and continued forward.
"Then I'll feed you, okay? Just one bite, just one."