Took a piece of fast food and beef meatball from Yang Mingming's luggage and gave it to Chen Ye.
Just as Chen Ye was about to eat, Tang Yanran next to him saw it, and his heart was pounding.
"I've never been to Dubai, I don't know what's there..."
"Chen Ye, have you been there?"
Just picked up the bag, upon hearing Tang Yanran's question, he had to put it down and answered with a wry smile.
"This is my first time."
"Oh!"
Tang Yanran fell silent again.
"Click!"
At the end of the piercing sound, Yang Mingming's white jade hand placed another piece of cut apple into Chen Ye's mouth. Chen Ye was about to eat.
"Chen Ye, you, Dubai should be interesting. They're over there, but Fock is on the move. Do you know any interesting places?"
Tang Yanran, still chewing, thought of that moment, feeling a pang of bitterness, and turned back.
"So many people going to Dubai, they should have fun."
"Oh!"
