Love in the Age of Livestreams Chapter 29

“Are you ready to leave the Turkey team?” Sam Shen asked, watching Lucas Lu finish his last bite of meat.

He folded his chin with his hands folded, his elbows on the table, and his thumb clicked on his chin.

For this kind of thing, Sam Shen has always been unwilling to be sloppy or joking.

“Hiccup.” Lucas Lu burped full, eating very contentedly, and slumped on the chair.

“I thought about it.”