"Hiccup-hiccup~~ Boss, this white porridge and oil sticks are too delicious, way better than the stuff in Death Prison."
Xiao Xing was holding a big bowl of white porridge, gulping it down with loud slurps, making satisfied sounds as he drank.
Then, he quickly devoured two oil sticks in seconds and shouted, "Boss, give me five more bowls of white porridge and ten more oil sticks."
Ye Tian sat there, his mouth twitching slightly, using a porcelain bowl to hide his face, as if saying, "I don't know this country bumpkin."
Don't look at me, I don't know anything!!
Liu Ran'er, on the other hand, was hiding in a BMW X7, elegantly sipping a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean meat with a spoon, occasionally covering her mouth to giggle, "Hehehe, this is killing me."
"Ding~~" Ye Tian picked up his phone. It was a text message from Zhang Xinran: "Come to this address immediately: ×××"
