If Lin Zi heard Ji Jun's words, he would definitely complain, "You don't understand the happiness of a foodie. Is that a mouthful of food? That's a treasure that can make him happy for the entire night."
Yu Han was obviously stunned as well. However, since she had already said it, she could not reject Lin Zi's round eyes. She could only ask awkwardly, "Then how should we split it?"
Lin Zi was about to say that he would go back and get a bowl to fill when He Meng's voice suddenly came from the house.
"Who are you talking to?" In the night wind, He Meng smelled some kind of spice. Her eyes turned serious. "Did you secretly eat something?"
"I didn't." Yu Han denied it. As she heard the footsteps approaching, she stuffed the fried chicken into Lin Zi's arms and gestured for him to stay away.
Lin Zi took a step back with the fried chicken and hid it behind his back.