John Han walked casually for a while to cool off the drunkenness, and happened to see a tent with a half-hanging curtain. There was a warm yellow light from inside, and a faint smell of fragrant oil.
He glanced in the direction of the fragrance and found that Feng Xue and Xiao Ren were gnawing on pig's trotters with great concentration.
John Han: "......" Haven't you finished eating yet?
After Leon Luo had finished setting up the main tent, he also gave Feng Xue another portion of the dishes. Feng Xue declined most of them, and finally only took away a few plates of pork elbows and a few side dishes to relieve the greasiness.
John Han's heart was slightly moved at that time: he remembered that the prototype of this Miss Feng Xue was a glutton, and based on this point alone, her self-control was admirable.
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