The bodyguards are all rough old men who don't talk much, but they can eat. As soon as the food was served, Nan Song moved his chopsticks and they all lowered their heads and started eating.

Nan Song and Yu Jinwen shared a bowl of cold noodles together. Nan Song had a small appetite, so he took a few bites and handed the rest to Yu Jinwen, focusing on eating.

"Well, the taste of this dish is quite authentic and authentic."

Nan Song's pick-up speed was not as fast as the bodyguards' eating. They were like starving ghosts reincarnated, and the plate of meat was gone in a matter of minutes.

Yu Jinwen concentrated on eating the cold noodles and did not compete with others to eat. He ate whatever Nan Song gave him.

The rice he grabbed was probably delicious, and Nan Song ate a lot of it before he knew it. A table full of vegetables, dumplings, and noodles was all eaten, and he completely moved on.

Yu Jinwen went to pay the money. When he came out, Nan Song touched his stomach in a nondescript manner, "I'm exhausted."

"Can you still walk? Do you need my help?" Yu Jinwen teased her with a smile.

Nan Song waved his hands feebly, "I think I may need Jianweixiaoshi tablets."

Yu Jinwen looked around and said, "There is a drugstore over there, I'll go buy it."

"I'll go and bring the car over." Nan Song wanted to take a walk.

Yu Jinwen responded, asked the two bodyguards to follow Nan Song, and drove off himself.

Entering the drugstore, Nan Song asked for a box of Jianweixiaoshi tablets. He tapped his hand casually on the counter and glanced at the ultra-thin Okamoto tablets on the shelf.

His eyes paused and suddenly flickered again.

What my elder brother said flashed through my mind, "Safety measures must be taken."

His face couldn't help but heat up.

The clerk took the Jianweixiaoshi tablets and looked at them along her line of sight. He immediately understood and asked very naturally, "How many boxes do you want?"

Nan Song: "Ah?"

The clerk walked over and took out a few boxes, "Thin, super smooth, and tight types are all available. We are having an event recently and we are offering 12% off for three boxes. How about three boxes?"

Nan Song: "..."

Do you need so many???

When Nan Song came out of the drugstore carrying a black plastic bag, Nan Song lowered his head and walked in a hurry. He felt that his face was so hot that he could fry an egg.

Yu Jinwen drove the car over, got out of the car and walked towards Nansong. Seeing a large plastic bag in her hand, he asked, "Did you buy a lot?"

He wanted to take it from her hand, but Nan Song hurriedly hid it behind him, "No, it's not for you!"

Seeing her protecting her food, Yu Jinwen couldn't help laughing and stroked her head.

"Okay, I won't take it from you. It's cold outside, so get in the car."

Nan Song lowered his head and got into the passenger seat, holding the black bag firmly in his hand and protecting it in front of him.

Yu Jinwen got into the car and just started the car. He turned his head and glanced at Nan Song, then stopped and suddenly leaned toward her. Nan Song shrank back.

"What, what?" She leaned against the car window like a frightened deer, her big eyes flashing and her face flushed.

With a "click" sound, Yu Jinwen buckled the safety belt on her and said in a deep voice: "Safety measures must be taken."

"..." Listening to this familiar sentence, the next sentence automatically popped up in Nan Song's mind.

I'm talking about sets.
Chapter completed!