Tuanzi happily took a few bites of food, looked up, and noticed the pickled fish being placed right in front of Wen Li.
She blinked and asked curiously, "Brother Wen Li, do you really like pickled fish too?"
Wen Li smiled, "My brother brought it over."
Not denying it means he likes it?
Her chubby face showed a touched expression, "Wow, your brother is really nice to you!"
She gave a thumbs-up to Wen Qi.
At that moment, Wen Qi had a thousand words to say, but ended up swallowing them back.
Anyway, this big bowl of pickled fish belonged to the pesky little brother.
Just then, he heard his cousin's understanding voice, "Brother Wen Qi, if this isn't enough, we can order another one!"
"It's enough, it's enough."
Wen Qi placed the pickled fish back on the rotating tray and took the initiative to grab a piece, "Sharing one portion among us should be enough, right?"
The last few words were almost squeezed out between his teeth.
Wen Li nodded cooperatively.
