"Wow, look at all this! Oh no, oh no, I'm filled with regret. Why did I eat such a big, late breakfast? I'm still not even hungry. How am I going to eat anything later!" Mo Xiaomo lamented, rubbing her stomach with a miserable look. Beside her, Qiao Wenqi wore an expression of shared sorrow. It seemed the two of them had eaten breakfast together that morning.
"Don't worry. This meal will take a while to prepare. You'll probably be hungry again by the time it's ready. Just don't rush me, okay?" Shen Yibin comforted her with a chuckle.
