Qingshui City’s Immortal King!

Ning Lingyu had never eaten so much in her life. Her stomach was normally flat, but it was swelling up a little now. She simply couldn't take another bite. However, she couldn't bear to put down her chopsticks either.

The beauty just had lots of food at once. She didn't even realize that Ling Yun had yet to pick up his chopsticks.

Realizing that, Ning Lingyu felt a little regret as she said, "Ah, Brother, there's so little left. You…"

Ling Yun was sitting between Qin Dongxue and Ning Lingyu. Wiping away a snow-white piece of shrimp meat on Ning Lingyu's lip, he smiled. "Don't worry about me. Brother isn't hungry. What's left is enough to fill me up."

Ling Yun finally began eating and did so at an exceedingly fast speed. Like a tornado sweeping up everything in its path, he finished all the food on the table in ten minutes.