"Help me, help me—" Caicai was hiding from Ying.
Seeing that someone had finally entered the restaurant, it didn't matter who it was, Caicai humbly cried for help.
The purple-gradient dark hair tips fell down beside the table first.
Mo Jiao crouched down, looking amusedly at Caicai huddled in the corner: "Is it you who's asking for help?"
"Help... help..." Caicai's face changed color upon seeing Mo Jiao's face.
The previously bright green scallions now turned a bluish-green.
"Hello, how should one eat this kind of food?" Ying asked Mo Jiao sincerely.
This was food specially prepared for him by Xiao Jinsheng and Yu Yunxiao.
Although it was a bit strange.
But pinching his nose and closing his eyes to eat it, swallowing wasn't impossible.
"Never had it before," Mo Jiao replied.
Just when Caicai thought Mo Jiao was there to rescue him.
Mo Jiao suddenly changed his tune: "If you want to eat it, you can dip it in sauce."
