Ning Xiaofei stretched out her hand to support her best friend's shoulder, "Come on, come back to my place later, and tonight I'll make you something delicious to get your figure back!"
"I want barbecue, stewed meat, braised meat!"
"Okay, whatever meat you want to eat, I'll make it for you."
Ye Qiao chuckled and pushed her, "I want to eat the meat from your Mr. Mu, would you be willing to give me that?"
"If you dare to cut it, I dare to cook it!"
"I wouldn't dare!" Ye Qiao made a ghastly face, then asked with concern, "The King of Hell isn't at home, is he?"
That well-known figure, even Pei Ruoxi had been toyed with like a dog by him; naturally, Ye Qiao was very wary of him.
"He won't be back home until this evening!"
