"Wei Wei, I'm so tired I could die." Wu Lian Jie put his arms around Ning Wei's shoulder as a habit. His hand could only stay around Ning Wei's for two seconds before he was pushed away.
"Get lost." Ning Wei shot a warning look at her friend. "You're too heavy."
Wu Lian Jie clicked his tongue. "So heartless." He turned to Ding Chuan, hoping that he could lean on him. But before Wu Lian Jie could come closer, Ding Chuan already took a step back to avoid him.
"Should we go and have a meal together?" Ai Lun suggested.
"We are always eating out after our session at the studio," Wu Lian Jie said. "Ai Lun, how about we all head to your place? You can cook for us. It has been a long time since we tasted your cooking."
"The last time we ate Ai Lun's cooking was in H Town," Ning Wei said.
"God, has it been that long?" Ding Chuan stared at the others in disbelief. He looked at Ai Lun again and smiled. "Ai Lun, I missed that sweet and sour fish you made the last time."
