Lin Jinyang and Third Brother met up and brought the ladies to the familiar small restaurant. As expected, they ordered fried dough sticks, soy milk, and a steamed basket of delicious, fragrant steamed buns.
The brothers had developed a habit of eating quickly due to their military experience.
Chu Lian had barely swallowed one steamed bun when the two of them finished off the dough sticks and soy milk at lightning speed, taking a comfortable breath before putting down their bowls and chopsticks.
Jiang Manyun and Chu Lian were both astounded, not knowing what to think of the situation.
"Hehe."
Lin Qingluo found it amusing and felt that he needed to give some explanation so as not to tarnish his brother's image in front of the ladies.