Everyone looked at his expression and felt so sorry for him, sacrificing himself just to get rid of the plague god.
Mo Wenyang gave a mental thumbs-up: Magnificent.
"Xiaolongbao?" But when Wen Haoxue heard his invitation, she actually shook her head, "I don't like Xiaolongbao."
"Then what do you like?" Gao Dashuai asked with extreme patience while cursing in his heart: You granny, stop pretending!
Wen Haoxue blinked and said, "I don't want to eat; they probably want to. You invite them. If Big Brother Mo comes too, then I'll go."
Probably because no one expected her to come up with such a line, everyone fell silent. Gao Dashuai helplessly spread his hands toward Mo Wenyang: It's up to you now; I can't help you. This is the affection you sowed; you clean it up yourself.
