Zhu Huahua quickly brought over the second serving of curry chicken rice.
Su Ge put down her phone, glanced at her indifferently, and remained silent.
But that look made Zhu Huahua extremely uncomfortable. As soon as she sat down, she began to explain, "I didn't have breakfast this morning, that's why I'm eating so much. I actually have a bird's stomach; I usually eat very little."
A bird's stomach?
She used to eat three bowls of rice in one meal since middle school and single-handedly caused the only buffet nearby our high school to shut down. And now she can eat two large servings of curry chicken rice and still claims to have a bird's stomach?
As for this shameless bestie, Su Ge couldn't be bothered to expose her anymore.
The curry chicken rice did taste surprisingly good.
A glint flashed in Su Ge's eyes as an idea struck her.
She picked up her phone, aimed it at the table, and snapped a picture.
