Mei Mengzhen saw there was no other way and said, "If you guys get up like this, you won't have time for breakfast anyway. How about this: Keke, lend me your electric scooter. I'll go eat breakfast first, then buy you guys breakfast and bring it to the classroom. Luo Yingying, you ride your bike and take Yan Keke to class. If you leave a little earlier, you should make it in time to eat breakfast—how about that?"
Yan Keke was nearly in tears with gratitude. "Zhenzhen, you're the best, thank you. I'll eat whatever in the morning, I don't care."
"I can only bring you something dry, it's easier to carry when there's a lot. Do you want milk? It's easy to carry, bagged or boxed."
"Yeah." The three of them replied lazily, and then Mei Mengzhen took Yan Keke's electric scooter keys and went downstairs.
