Mu Xiaoyao's eyes dimmed again, wanting to speed up, but this broken car just couldn't go very fast.
"Eat something first, otherwise how will you have strength."
Bei Xier opened the bag and placed it between the two of them.
Mu Xiaoyao said plainly, "You eat first."
The road conditions were bad at night, he had no time to be distracted by eating.
He only thought about quickly returning to the place Long Ting mentioned, to rescue Uncle and that girl.
Bei Xier's heart tightened, Mu Xiaoyao asked her to buy things, but now that they're bought, he doesn't eat.
From his expression, it could be seen that he's worried about Baili Xia's situation.
Thinking for a moment, she took out a piece of bread, unwrapped it, and held it up to Mu Xiaoyao.
"Eat, just focus on driving."
Mu Xiaoyao frowned, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.
Being fed — typically, only that girl had done this for him.
He couldn't accept it from others.
