Lin Fan finally managed to swallow the dark cuisine, oh my, it was unbearably bitter, felt like he was suffocating.
"Hey cutie, if it's delicious, eat more, come on." Qiao'er said enthusiastically, proactively picked a big piece, and put it in Lin Fan's bowl.
Lin Fan was about to cry: "I'm really full, can't eat anymore, oh, I just remembered I have something to do, I'll leave first..."
"Oh my, just finished cooking, so hot."
Qiao'er didn't pay attention to what Lin Fan said, and casually took off her outer shirt, leaving only a cool little camisole, revealing a pair of snow-white jade arms...
Lin Fan almost had a nosebleed.
"What did you just say?" Qiao'er asked.
"I said I'm a bit hungry." Lin Fan said, his body honestly sat opposite Qiao'er.
Qiao'er picked a piece of chicken wing to eat, frowned, "Brother, this chicken wing seems a bit strange, do you really find it tasty?"
Voice-over: A bit strange, my foot, it's really strange, the fighter jet of dark cuisine!
