I want to make the scumbag who abandoned her regret (1)

Xia Bohe had never considered whether Meng Zhi 'er truly wanted to be her friend.

But she chose to accept it.

It was because Meng Zhi 'er had sent her a private message: [ don't be sad. It's all yang le's fault. Girl, do you usually eat snacks? ] [ send me your address. I'll share my gift bag of snacks with you. ]

This was a glutton.

Xia Bo looked at the shared list of snacks that couldn't fit on her phone's screen.

Spicy strips, conch powder, Amber walnut, hand-shredded vegetarian beef, spicy wife chicken feet, dried bean curd, devil-horn vegetable tripe ...

Hot girl.

[ are you still angry with me? I'll delete the previous post? I'll give you an extra box of twelve bags of snail powder and extra sour bamboo shoots. [ how is it? ]

Great minds think alike.

There was no problem that eating and eating couldn't solve.

If there was, then he would continue to eat, eat, eat, and eat other people's food.