Night has fallen.
On the beach, the campfire was lit, and the waves consistently crashed onto the sand, producing a rhythmic white noise.
Tang Language awkwardly skewered the lamb meat onto the iron skewers, then happily poked the skewers into the tongues of fire, watching the lamb sizzle in the flames. Her beautiful eyes twinkled under the firelight.
Ultimately.
Tang Language, using the reason that she didn't have enough fun, directly convinced Chen Lusi to bring over a whole set of barbecue tools from Celestial Strategy Trading, and they specially went to buy a bunch of ingredients.
Chen Lusi didn't object.
Because he could tell that not only Tang Language, but also Si Yujie and Xia Panqiu didn't want to go back.
