"Sister Rao Rao, aren't you going to get snacks?" The makeup artist's words made Qu Rou snap back to reality.
When Mo Rao looked up in the direction of the makeup artist, she saw that the makeup artist was holding a small bag with snacks in it. The young lady standing with her was also holding a small bag.
Before Mo Rao could speak, the young lady standing with the makeup artist said, "Does Sister Rao Rao need to get snacks with us? Doesn't Sister Rao Rao get President Fu to deliver whatever she wants?"
The little girl's tone was teasing and there was mirth in her eyes, so Mo Rao didn't feel averse.
"That's right!" The makeup artist looked enlightened. "Sister Rao Rao must get different treatment! In that case, we'll leave first and have to find a place to enjoy our snacks!"
Looking at their happy expressions, Mo Rao didn't know how to tell them that although she had snacks, they had already been confiscated by Mo Yuan.
