Lu Yu had thought that Yang Qiu would be more polite and lady-like. He had not expected her to ask him to buy stinky tofu.
His expression turned ugly. However, Yang Qiu had already started walking to Fang Mo'er after she finished her sentence. Since he had already promised her and could not refuse her request, he could only endure his disgust and buy the stinky tofu.
Yang Qiu walked over to Fang Mo'er and sat down beside her.
"I thought the peach blossom was coming. I didn't expect it to be a rotten peach blossom." Yang Qiu gritted her teeth as she stared at Lu Yu's back.
She turned around and asked Fang Mo'er, "Do you eat stinky tofu?"
It seemed like what had happened during the day had merely been a figment of her imagination.
Fang Mo'er followed Yang Qiu's gaze and saw Lu Yu standing in line in front of a stinky tofu stall. His tall physique made him stand out from the crowd.
Fang Mo'er, "..."
