"... "Yang Qingqing almost choked.
[Is he a blockhead? He even told me to continue… Does he think I'm a storyteller?]
Yang Qingqing struggled to smile and said, "There is nothing more to say... "
"It's good if you like it. You mustn't have eaten much on the way. Eat more." Jiang Zhuying turned and shouted, "Auntie, cook some more fried meat!"
"Brother, you should eat more to replenish your energy." Jiang Zhuying continued telling and kept putting meat into Jiang Liushi's dish.
Yang Qingqing felt like she was gonna burst from anger, her face twitched a bit. Her share was limited, so she normally had to save. She felt suffocated when she saw Jiang Liushi, an ordinary person who couldn't utilize the meat's advantages, eating freely and so much.
"Right, Zhuying. Didn't you want that customized weapon?" Yang Qingqing suddenly asked.
"Customized weapon?" Jaing Liushi curiously asked.
