Ming Shu didn't have the time to grab Ye West Wind.
Jian Shu found them.
Jian Shu scolded Ye West Wind with a black face and took them into the car.
Ming Shu ate her snacks calmly and indifferently while Ye West Wind sat in the passengers' seat, frightened.
Jian Shu brought them out for a meal.
The location was a famous restaurant in the city.
Ye West Wind was rich, but he was still in school so his family didn't give him a lot of pocket money.
"Xixi, how do you feel?"
"Not bad." The food in the school didn't taste good but the food outside wasn't bad.
"Is your body fine?"
"Yes." I am a little hungry.
"If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me. Don't make us worry about you."
Ye West Wind flipped through the menu noisily. How can she be uncomfortable? She eats more than I do every day.
"Order the food properly." Jian Shu looked over.
