Diao Ruru, who had just finished cooking several dishes and brought them out, quickly turned joyfully towards the door and shouted.
"Diao De..."
Her voice, stuck.
Diao Ruru's eyes, wide open.
Because the returning Diao Deyi, next to him, was accompanied by a woman.
The woman's hair was somewhat messy, curly, scratching her scalp.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, there seemed to be some dandruff falling.
Diao Ruru opened her mouth wide: "..."
This...this this this this.
Where did this wild girl come from, and doesn't she care about her appearance at all??
As for the woman's clothes, they were quite loose, matched somewhat randomly.
Compared to that exaggerated appearance, her style could only be described as plain and steady.
Coming back to her senses.
Diao Ruru hurriedly placed all the dishes on the table, wiped her hands on her skirt, and quickly stepped forward.
"Diao, Diao Deyi, this lady is..."
"Oh, her name is Ding Hui, she is a..."
