Tang Xiaowei just couldn't help herself anymore, directly stood with her plate and began to gobble up her food.
Chen Yu tidied up the dining cart's bar a bit, then took down a bottle of hot milk and passed it over.
"Eat slower!"
Tang Xiaowei nodded her little head like a bobblehead and sat down next to him.
"By the way, I brought all my paints, and I even have my own putty! You'll see the mural tonight."
She said with a choked voice, hurriedly took a sip of the hot milk, and pressed it down.
Chen Yu looked up at the direction of the store, but he didn't go over.
He still had to knead dough and prepare fillings later, and if he wasn't careful and got dust on himself, it could get into the fried cakes and turnovers, which would be more trouble than it's worth.
Tang Xiaowei might have arrived late, but she was dedicated.
After finishing her food, she quickly greeted Chen Yu and then hopped happily into the shop.
