"Yu Ziyang, when you smile, you look just like Yueyue!"
"Who's Yueyue?" Yu Ziyang's voice was soft and pleasing to the ear.
"Yueyue is my good friend!"
"Is she a little girl too?"
"Yes, she is!"
"Is she pretty or pretty?"
Ning Chenguang thought for a moment and said, "She's pretty, and you're not bad either!"
Hearing Ning Chenguang say she's not bad, Yu Ziyang was so happy she pushed her bowl in front of Ning Chenguang: "Let's eat together!"
Wang Xiaohu was a big glutton; he wasn't satisfied with just eating the dishes on his own table. He stood up and wandered around, and wherever he smelled delicious food, he would dig out a big spoonful.
When he came in front of Yu Ziyang, he couldn't resist the aroma of the bacon fried rice wafting into his nose, so he stretched out his spoon and took a bite.
"Mmm, really tasty!"
