"Liangzi!" Lin Yi quickly called out, stopping Wei Liang's action.
He strode over to Wei Liang, then picked up a carton of milk, replaced Wei Liang's tomato with it, and said, "Your carton doesn't have a straw, take this one instead."
Wei Liang was taken aback, then looked puzzled at the milk carton on his tray: "Huh... I had forgotten I even picked up milk. But I really have developed the habit of subconsciously grabbing milk, ahaha..."
He laughed embarrassingly and then picked up his tray.
But his words, in turn, gave Lin Yi a scare—although Wei Liang's tomato had been stuffed into his hands by the Pocket Chef, it was, in fact, Lin Yi who had placed it on the tray.
Yet Wei Liang had absolutely no recollection of this and took it for granted that he simply forgot.
If that was the case with Wei Liang's tomato, then... what about the milk he just had?
With that thought, he couldn't help but take another look at the milk on his own tray.
But upon looking...
"What the...?!"