A Big Food Street nearby. Our house has noodles.

Xia Ruxue arrived at our noodle shop sweaty, dressed in a prosecutor's light blue overalls, soaked in sweat, but she looked very spiritual.

At a glance, she saw Mu Xiaoqi sitting in a window seat with a drink in front of her desk, wondering what she was thinking.

"Seven-seven! Sorry, I'm late!" Xia Ruxue hurried over, grabbed the drinks on the seven tables and poured them into his mouth, muttering and sighing, "Oh, I'm dying of thirst. It's refreshing to drink some ice water in winter!"

"How did you get here? How did you sweat? Mu Xiaoqi smiled and looked at...