"Brother Panda, I can't finish all these dumplings. Do you want me to grab a few for you?"
Chen Meijuan's dumplings were very uniform, with twenty in each serving.
There were three servings of dumplings, sixty in total. Panda would not have a problem splitting them, but Wu Kexin was literally overstuffed.
Besides, she was drinking sour soup while eating. Most people couldn't handle that many dumplings.
Panda didn't refuse them, but he was a bit worried that the beauty beside him wouldn't be full.
"Are you sure you have enough to eat?"
He moved his bowl closer to Wu Kexin, making it easier for her to pick up dumplings.
The two of them, behaving like this, left some viewers in the live stream feeling a little jealous.
"Wow, why do I feel like the sour taste of the dumplings is wafting through the internet into my room?"
"I think I can smell it too... *so sad, so sad*."
"Me too, me too! *Waaah, waaah, waaah!*"
