Lei Zhe was in a state of half-consciousness, half-intoxication.
"Give me a spoon!"
He gasped, his mouth cracking as if flames were fervently burning inside, and his tongue, needless to say, had long since been scalded numb.
"Eh...okay!"
Qian Rixiangzi responded, quickly ran off and then came back to hand a spoon to the Lin Giant, who looked as terrified as a drowning person with sweat flowing more and more fiercely.
He started eating voraciously once again.
"Do you, do you want some rice?" Qian Rixiangzi asked softly.
Lei Zhe ignored her, focused solely on eating.
His eyebrows were soaked with sweat.
The sweat around his eyes streamed down like he had just enjoyed a hearty cry, and his face was streaming with water.
