Sunday, the start of the school term.
Students who paid for the small dining table service still had their dinner covered by the Fourth Middle School Cafeteria today.
As soon as it was mealtime, students from the playground, dorms, and classrooms flooded toward the cafeteria from all directions.
Classroom of Class 8.
Chai Wei remained motionless like a mountain, yet the mountain came rushing toward him.
In less than twenty seconds, the Four Golden Flowers surrounded Chai Wei.
Pang Jiao's thick lips were smeared with bright red cheap lipstick, not only that, but she had also applied lovely blush on her big cheeks, truly looking alluring.
Just one look made Chai Wei feel nauseous; he couldn't eat dinner anymore.
"Ah Wei, do you want to taste the delicious food I made?" Pang Jiao threw out a shocking question.
Chai Wei internally: 'Do I have a choice not to eat it?'
However, he absolutely did not dare to say these words out loud.
