After about ten minutes or so, Zhao Jun poked at the fire, and the aroma quickly began to waft through the air. Mi Xiu, already famished, was soon fixating her gaze on the pot before Zhao Jun.
Before coming out to livestream today, Mi Xiu hadn't even considered that it would go on for such a long time. She hadn't eaten breakfast, and now she had missed lunch too. Furthermore, they were in such a remote place, and with the smell surrounding her, her stomach instantly began to grumble.
"Gurgle—"
Mi Xiu's face blushed with embarrassment, and she whispered to Wang Hao, "Brother Hao, I... I'm hungry..."
Wang Hao: "..."
It's not just you who's hungry, I'm starving too, okay? You have no idea how far I carried you before.
