"Qianqian, did you do something wrong?" Luo Xihan asked with a speechless expression. Listening to Luo Qianqian's 'self-criticism,' why did he feel like a senior who was completely incapable of clearing things up? The main point was, what was wrong with eating? If eating was considered a dangerous activity, then his youngest son must have been dancing ballet on a tightrope high in the sky every day."
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, Luo Yanran sneezed. "Achoo... who's thinking of me? It must be my Xiao Nuannuan and Xiao Qianqian." Saying this, he took out his phone and began to send saccharine messages. Of course, half an hour later, he appeared at the airport.
"I was wrong," Luo Qianqian admitted sincerely.
She really felt she had made a mistake; she shouldn't have gone to eat Italian food. Just looking at it screamed high calories, and then... because of the people she dined with, she didn't dare to eat at all!
