Unlucky
The lobby, in front of the dining table.
The woman was slightly stunned...
Those old eyes gradually turned red, and the hand that was holding the chopsticks quickly covered her face as if worried about being seen.
Ye Bei kept silent, he picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of pickles into his mouth.
The taste was a bit sour, but it was familiar.
"This taste is still the same as before." Chewing lightly in his mouth, Ye Bei neither praised nor condemned.
Bang, bang, bang!
The woman put down her chopsticks, turned her head to the side, and was about to speak. In that second, there was a fierce knock on the door outside the yard.
"There, there's someone coming, I will open the door first." The woman got up, her voice was a little rush, and her pace was a little perturbed.
"Okay." Ye Bei didn't mean to stop her, but stretched out his chopsticks and continued to eat. His eyes at this moment became more aloof.