Mu Xiaoxiao smiled as she recalled that time.
"It would be great if there was fried chicken." She mumbled, feeling as if history was repeating itself.
It was the same last time. He won the race and carried her up. The two of them sat in the same place and watched the night view.
Even though there were some differences, the process was exactly the same.
It felt like history was repeating itself, and mu Xiaoxiao had a new understanding of her previous memories.
At that time, she only felt that Yin Shaojie was good to her, but now that she thought about it carefully, she realized that every detail of his was full of love.
Yin Shaojie's chin rested on her shoulder and he pecked her tender side profile.
"You were hospitalized after eating fried chicken last time. Do you still want to eat it?"
This girl was really a foodie. She had been poisoned by food before, but didn't she have any psychological trauma?