"...Okay, go ahead. Oh, by the way, the playing cards are in the bag too," Zhou Yang said with a smile.
Chu Yang nodded and carried the large plate of chicken back upstairs.
The outcome of the Go game was now decided; this time, Shu'er had lost and was squatting down with her plump buttocks sticking out, creating a very pleasant scene.
Little Pear huffed, "You bad guy, you're not allowed to look!"
Chu Yang kept his eyes straight ahead: "I looked at you just now, so looking at her now is fair."
Xiaoli thought about it and agreed: "Then, you're not allowed to watch it next time!"
Shu'er blushed at the teasing, spat lightly, finished squatting, and sat on the ground panting softly.
"Alright, lunchtime." Chu Yang pointed to the large plate of chicken in his hand.
Then open the bag and place it on the table.
"Don't you have a bowl?" Little Pear asked.
Chu Yang handed her a pair of disposable chopsticks, and then handed Shu'er a pair.
"The restaurant owner forgot to give it to us, so let's just eat it like this. It has noodles in it, and it's really delicious."
Xiao Li and Shu'er sat down. Since they didn't have bowls, they could only eat from the large plate.
Without thinking much, the two naturally leaned forward, picked up some noodles, and started eating, their heads almost touching.
Suddenly sensing something was wrong, she turned her head and saw Chu Yang looking at her with a smile.
The two quickly moved aside.
They each had a mouthful of noodles in their mouths, one of which was still stuck together.
The noodles were very long and quite elastic; they didn't break even when stretched straight.
It's like a thread connecting them.
The two stood there, stunned, staring at each other with indescribably strange expressions.
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