It turned out that men also had a sixth sense.
As a result, the last one was not Chou hai, but Qiu Xinyuan. This guy's hands were a little short. After eating the other three, he still had a few pieces left.
Then, it was naturally Chou hai and the others who played the role of companions and helped. Otherwise, the next time they came to eat, there might be one less person.
Today was a day to help their friends. Qiu Sanshan and the others felt great. As for Qiu Xinyuan's thoughts, they didn't really matter.
Qiu Xinyuan was speechless.
"Oh, it's comfortable." Perhaps because he had eaten a few more pieces of goose meat today, Qiu Yuanshang was half-leaning in his chair, feeling very comfortable.
Although a few pieces of goose meat had been stolen, Qiu Xinyuan had always been at the bottom of the food chain and was more used to it. He just mourned for a little while, as he had more important things to do.
