[For this lunch, the commander did not invite Commander Lingtong.]
Statement of fact.
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At noon.
"Hmm?"
No.5 looked at the table filled with delicacies (stir-fried dishes) and delights (canned food), nodding with satisfaction:
"At least you have some conscience. When you ask me for a favor, you finally learn to put on a show."
"Ask you for a favor? I never said I needed you for anything."
Wang Jixuan, who had just changed out of his blood-stained clothes, came out of the corner bathroom wearing big shorts and a tank top, his slippers drawing attention.
Gao Huating actively greeted him and took the towel from his hand.
"Thanks," Master Wang replied with a smile.
"No problem," Gao Huating agreed quietly.
No.5, still in her yellow-haired loli form, casually took the main seat.
She stretched, squinted her eyes, and said with emotion:
