"Ta ta ta."
Just when Yuan Zhou was about to end the meal, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside. He had just heard the footsteps outside, but in the blink of an eye, the person had arrived in front of him.
"Compass! Compass, I smell something. Are you eating something good? quick, I can help. "
It was Wu Hai who had been away for a week. Wu Hai had a really sharp nose. Originally, he and Mao Xiong had rushed back with great difficulty. Who knew that the plane would land at 8:00 a.m.? No matter how fast they rushed, they wouldn't be able to have dinner or even a sip of wine.
However, when he thought that he could have breakfast tomorrow morning, he was not in such a hurry anymore. However, when he was about to reach home, Wu Hai suddenly became excited at the instant noodle restaurant.
