Qin Miaomiao was busy eating, and Lu Qing found this rather amusing. Looking at the other foodies, it was downright embarrassing. These esteemed bodyguards, acting like they were reincarnated from starved ghosts, how could they face anyone if this got out?
But with delicious food in front of you, who cares about face?
Being able to eat is great, especially when you have to compete for food with a tiger!
"Young Madam, there are only a few crabs left, how about not giving them to Little Xiaobai?"
Qin Miaomiao looked innocent:
"But of all the dishes, only the crab can Little Xiaobai eat."
Little Sixth, Little Second, Little Seventh, Little Fourth: Feeling heartbroken, having to compete with a tiger for food, my crab, my tender white meat, and my delicious crab roe, all fallen into a tiger's mouth, so sad!
However, that large plate of lobster was exclusively for the Young Madam. No one dared touch it, leaving just the stir-fried clams and the soybean paste soup.
