"Wenxiu, Wenxiu?"
Through his hazy vision, a clear, well-defined hand appeared, its slender knuckles and the lines on the palm distinctly visible.
The silver-haired boy reached out, took the hand that was waving right in front of his eyes and about to smack him in the face, and pulled it down. "Didn't you say we were going to get something to eat?"
Chapter 201