Jiang Feifei was shy of what Qu Xuer said. Busy is to walk away from the crowd, because the queue has been pointed at her.

"Here you are." After arriving at the back, Jiang Feifei handed Tang Yu twenty steamed buns: "These four cups of soybean milk are for delivery."

"Well, thank you, Feifei. By the way, it's twenty dollars altogether." Tang Yu said and took out his wallet.

Jiang Feifei did not say no, but took over the twenty yuan handed over by Tang Yu, thinking not to give up for nothing. Anyway, he did not greed him for cheap, because he owed himself. If you don't want it,...