"Guozi, I have something on tomorrow. You can walk around by yourself." Lei ti said to Guo penghao who was lying on the sofa opposite him. He had made an appointment with Lee Yanyi.
The two of them had just returned from dinner at master chef Restaurant. If it weren't for their bad hands in the morning, they wouldn't have come back.
It was worth mentioning that Lei ti and Guo penghao were really unlucky. It had been three or four days since they came to Yuan Zhou with the ancient books. In the past few days, they had been having breakfast, lunch, and dinner in master chef Restaurant, but they didn't get the quota to drink.
He didn't know whether Lei di was an African or Guo penghao.
"I have a long-distance conference to attend to tomorrow morning. I'll leave you to your work." Guo penghao replied.
At noon the next day, Lee Yanyi appeared at the entrance of master chef Restaurant on time when it was almost time to line up.
