Then she hid behind Liang Wenjing and tugged at her arm.
Liang Wenjing comfortingly patted the little hand that was pulling her, turned to look at Li Que, said a few words in a soft voice, and changed the topic. Only then did Li Que stop dwelling on the topic that embarrassed Ruan Jiaojiao to death.
The four of them soon arrived at the hot pot shop outside the school. The shop was small, only about ten square meters, with two large stoves placed in the middle, surrounded by quite a few students.
The shop owners were a middle-aged couple, each standing by one of the stoves, smilingly greeting the students gathered around.
When Ruan Jiaojiao came out, she thought she was just out for a walk, but now looking at the two pots of hot pot, she couldn't help but rub her stomach. She realized she hadn't had any in over three years.
