"Don't buy anymore, I really can't eat anything," Tang Song helplessly tugged at his first love's small hand, his tone tinged with a bit of resignation.
Throughout the walk, Liu Qingning wanted to try everything she saw that looked tasty.
But it was just trying, the rest ended up in his stomach.
Thanks to his system optimization, an average person couldn't really eat so much.
At this moment, Shen City at night had a temperature below twenty degrees, with clouds hanging low, and a night breeze carrying a hint of coolness.
Liu Qingning wore a white knitted sweater with black pencil pants and a pair of clean sneakers, simple yet vibrant with youthful energy.
The black and white combination accentuated her slender, graceful figure, making her stand out in the bustling crowd.
Holding milk tea in her hand, her voice carried a touch of spoiled persuasion, "But I just want to eat Bao Master's seaweedy Bei, I haven't had it in over a year."
"Alright, I'll go and queue up."
