"It feels like I've been hungry for half a year." Zhao Qiuhua couldn't laugh or cry, looking at the empty plate and empty bowl in front of him.

An Yinan shook his head, "Sister Qiuhua, you don't understand. I miss someone so much that I'm almost lovesick."

Zhao Qiuhua rolled his eyes, but his heart felt warm.

"By the way, wait a minute, this gift is for Yuanyuan." An Yinan took a red box and handed it to Xie Yuanyuan.

"Can I open it?" Xie Yuanyuan ...