Everly raised his eyebrows and smiled and looked at Mo Feitong: “Let’s go.”
Could it be that they followed her footsteps, they walked side by side in the corridor, and the sound of footsteps was accompanied by Everly’s question, “Where do you want to eat?”
Could it be that it didn’t matter where to eat or what to eat, he rubbed his chin, but remembered the first meal he had with Everly. At that time in Fu’s house, his nose and tears almost flowed from the meal.
Could it be the same: “You did it on purpose at that time, right?”
Everly just walked, and glanced at him when he heard the words: “Huh? What did you say?”
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