"You're not going to eat?"
Looking at the guy just having a cup of water, Urey put down his knife and fork and asked.
Urey's bushy beard and the way he wolfed down the food deepened Luo Qiu's disinterest to the food, which had a bad appearance.
Luo Qiu shook his head and pointed to his chin. Urey was stunned, reaching up and grabbed a noddle from his curly hair beard.
Urey ate that noddle directly---After that, he continued to binge on the food.
After Urey finished all of it, he gave a belch and felt satisfied. "Why did you help me? And even treated me a meal? Only because we met before? But I don't have any impression of you at all." Urey said.
Luo Qiu sipped water before saying, "That day, you said the artist loved the woman. Well... There isn't any conclusion in the world about the woman in that picture, and I wonder why Mr. Urey judged it in an such an assertive tone?"
Urey was stupefied.
