Yang Bo only ate a piece of meat, then there was nothing left in the pot!
He felt like a little girl selling matches. He had only touched a little bit of happiness, and then it was gone. Everything was gone! Yang Bo held the pot, and for the first time, he understood what it meant to be heartbroken!
After the others were full, they sat at the side and studied the things that brought them happiness. Ali looked at the delicious food on the webpage and nodded repeatedly. "Luo Feng's takeout software is not bad. Even hotpots can be delivered."
Everyone was very full and did not react to the exquisite pictures. Yang Bo was still hungry.
He squeezed through the crowd and chose a fried chicken restaurant. He crazily added chicken wings and burgers to the shopping cart for up to 150 yuan. It seemed to be enough for two people.
"Yangbo, aren't you ordering a little too much?" Ali said shakily. Why did he feel that Yang Bo was a little abnormal?