She could ignore anything for food, even Wei Jichen flicking the knife with his eyes behind her back.
Milolo almost dragged An Qing to the Sanglia dining hall. The Sanglia dining hall looked like a five-star hotel from the outside. People who didn't know would definitely make a mistake!
The "famous names" and "great achievements" of the four of them have long been spread on campus. Along the way, countless girls started chattering and talking after seeing them.
When words such as "forced kiss" and "Young Master Wei" floated past their ears for the nth time, Milolo suddenly remembered something and placed the dish heavily on the dining table: "By the way! An Qing, Wei Jichen hasn't had it yet."
Licking shoes!"
Licking shoes?!
Mr. Wei licks shoes?!
The entire dining hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone raised their ears high, not wanting to miss any sound.
An Qing gave her a cold look and put down the dish in her hand: "Eat"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Miloro's eyes welled up with tears. She was most afraid of An Qing's cold eyes, which were 100% lethal! But in her heart, she was extremely eager for the scene of Wei Jichen licking his shoes... Two thoughts were in her mind
I was entangled in my heart, and felt as uncomfortable as a kitten scratching, "Ouch——!"
She threw herself down on her seat with a howl, and began to sing resentfully: "Those shoe lickings that we promised to do in those years/those shoe lickings that we missed in those years/I really want to tell you/I really want to take a look..."
A big "#" appeared on An Qing's forehead instantly, and she shouted: "Shut up!" Don't tarnish the good "Those Years" like this! "Don't sing this!"