Fu Jiu turned her fair and pretty face to the side, and her silver hair dropped effortlessly over the back of her ears. Her fingertips turned the pages of the menu. While looking at the different dishes, she didn't notice anything special, so she asked Xue Yaoyao, who was sitting next to her, in a gentle voice, "What do you want? Is there anything you don't eat?"
"No," Xue Yaoyao replied instantly like a sweet little girl.
Qin Mo simply laughed out loud after seeing this. At the dining room, he saw this scene through the layers of light. He tilted his head and lit a cigarette. As the smoke surrounded him, the iciness around him became heavier as well.
But honestly, these two were too far away from Qin Mo. They couldn't feel anything all the way over there.
Fu Jiu ordered a lot of things and said to the waiter at the side who was taking the orders, "You have Budweiser here?"
"Yes."
