Having heard what Guan Xiaohui said, Lin Zhenghui felt that he really had gone a bit too far.
He had assumed that since Xuewei could handle it, she could too, but it turned out she just wanted to eat it to show him.
"Alright, give it back to me!" Lin Zhenghui understood why she said he had done something wrong.
"Huh?" The eggplant in Guan Xiaohui's mouth was taken back by Lin Zhenghui, and her body suddenly collapsed onto the hammock, gasping for air.
She felt as if everything had been drained from her body, leaving her with a hint of disappointment.
Lin Zhenghui didn't know what she was thinking.
Before Yuan'er and the others had gotten up, he hurriedly washed the eggplant and placed it back in the preservation cabinet in the storehouse.
Then he ran back again.
However, after straightening her clothes, Guan Xiaohui turned and went back to the service cabin, deciding not to play with Lin Zhenghui, the bad egg, anymore.
It was around seven-thirty in the morning.
