Ping Chuan spoke, revealing a look of yearning on his face.
Because she had been worried about Zhao Zun and the others, Han Lei already found him quite noisy. Upon hearing him speak like this, she shot him a glance and couldn't help but roll her eyes.
She simply slammed the brakes, stopping the motorcycle by the roadside. The motorcycle screeched sharply, echoing in the silent night.
"Let's take a break, get off and eat something."
Han Lei said, jumping off the bike and patting the dust off her clothes.
She, Ms. Li, and the others had been bumping along to Fufeng County, without having a chance to eat a hot meal, and then hurriedly rushed to find Zhao Zun. By now, her stomach had long been protesting.
Ping Chuan also jumped off and shook his somewhat numb legs.
"We really should eat something; I didn't even get to have dinner at home."
Han Lei bought chicken soup and meat buns from the system, and the two of them quickly snacked.
