"Sis, I want to eat the braised pork from yesterday." Tang Jun looked at Tang Yue with puppy dog eyes, pleading, "Training is so tough, I need to eat meat."
The meal options in the motorcade included both meat and vegetables, but he still craved meat, especially Tang Yue's braised pork.
Tang Yue glanced at him and said, "There isn't any, Xiao Jun. Starting from tomorrow, I'll be in Jing City during the day and will only come to the motorcade at night."
"What?" Tang Jun looked at Tang Yue, puzzled, and asked, "Sis, aren't you here to take care of Brother Mo?"
"He's doing fine with his leg; he doesn't need me to take care of him." Tang Yue's cheeks flushed as she brought up Mo Siyu, recalling the heart-racing kiss in Mo Siyu's office the evening before.
To this moment, Tang Yue felt too shy to look at Mo Siyu.
