Finally got the affirmation, the girl let out a long breath of relief, then her body completely removed from strength, leaned against Woz's arms and fell softly. Sweat suddenly surged out in large quantities, soaking her clothes all over her body in the blink of an eye, and even steam rising faintly.

Wu Ye and several other female members quickly drove away the boys present and went up to take care of Angelina.

"Huh? Where is that boy named Ling Yu?" When the scene was cleared, Wu Ye suddenly found that there was one missing person next to him.

The fat Simon said, "He left before the duel was over, saying he wanted to go for breakfast..."

"I just know how obsessed with breakfast you have!" Wu Ye scolded, but he ignored him and hurriedly went up to support Anjielina back to rest.

After watching a battle above the level, the new and interns all seemed very excited, and they discussed excitedly while dispersing home, as if they were the duels themselves on the court. They had to go to school in the afternoon and need to be prepared.

Woz did not continue to stay in the studio either. He was going to find a barber shop, and he hadn't been home for eight months, so there were a lot of chores to deal with.

It was already late, and 11 o'clock was considered lunch time. The witch hunters, who felt that they had wasted a whole morning, also seized the time to start their own work.

So, there were not many people in the studio lobby at this time.

Although the lobby is designed to look like a bar, the studio usually does not provide more food except for drinking, drinks and some snacks. There is a kitchen in the office building, but that is for Snow and Angelina. Therefore, mealtimes are generally the time when the studio has the least crowded people.

Ling Yu was able to occupy the entire table by himself and enjoy his breakfast or lunch quietly.

Cheesecake, strawberry cake, chocolate cake, glutinous rice ball, tiramisu, pudding of various flavors, donuts, freshly squeezed orange juice...

Looking at the pile of food he bought, Ling Yu suddenly felt speechless.

"Tsk, before I knew it, I actually habitually swept all kinds of dessert houses..."

This is filled with an exaggerated amount of half a tabletop, so rich that it seems to condense into a substantial sweet atmosphere. Just seeing it is enough to make people feel sweet and greasy.

"Well, forget it... I'm not picky about food anyway." Ling Yu muttered, grabbed a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

In general, Lingyao does not reject sweets, after all, it is a delicious food. However, it is definitely not a fan of it. He is the kind of person who occasionally eats some moderately.

But using whole sweets as the main meal and buying such a huge amount is just his habit.

However, wasting food is the greatest sin. Ling Yu opened his notebook while destroying the food.

Someone came. Ling Yiu, who was buried in the notes and food, moved his ears and noticed someone approaching.

After all, this place is still a studio hall and a public place, so it is normal for someone to have someone. But if the other party sees the spectacular scene in front of him, he will definitely be surprised, right?

Thinking of this, Ling Yu was a little embarrassed. It seemed that only girls were so addicted to sweets.

He decided to be an ostrich and ignored the person coming in - the other party's pace was so light that it was normal to not find out.

However, the man seemed to have identified this place and walked directly towards Ling Yu.

It seems that such a self-deception method cannot be avoided. Ling Yu was wondering if he wanted to turn around and say hello to the other party.

The visitor sat down directly opposite Ling Yu. When he looked up, he found that it was Angelina. Because he had just seen her battle, he would never admit his mistake.

At this time, Angelina had changed back to her usual white dress, without any sign of the powerful female swordsman before.

"Well...is there anything wrong?" Ling Yu asked hesitantly.

"You were commenting next to you just now." The girl looked at Ling Yu calmly with her dark and bright eyes. It should be because she had not fully recovered. Her voice seemed a little hoarse, but it was still crisp and pleasant, full of texture.

Ling Yu felt a cold wind blowing suddenly, and the calm eyes opposite him seemed to have a sharp sword light pierced.

Looking back on my evaluation of Angelina while watching the game not long ago, it is not a compliment! After all, I have always said that they will lose...

So, for granted, this girl is in a state of unhappiness now!

Before Ling Yu could figure out how to respond, the sharp feeling suddenly dissipated.

"Borrow these small cakes." Such a sentence came to my ears.

Ling Yao, who was completely suppressed in his momentum, gave up his futile thinking as if he had been amnesty - he had bought too much breakfast anyway.

"Please use it."

Without waiting for his consent, Angelina leaned up directly, reached out and took a stroke to transfer half of the food on the table to her. Then she started without saying a word.

"Uh, are you sure you can eat so much?" Ling Yu couldn't help asking. This amount is far beyond the appetite a normal girl should have, right?

"Give me all the strawberry cakes." The girl pointed at Ling Yu's position at hand with dissatisfaction.

"This is my lunch."

"I don't care!"

In the end, the sweet hill was transferred from Lingyao to Angelina. Only less than one-sixth of the original one left for Lingyao. Although it was still enough for ordinary people to fill, it was still a bit insufficient for Lingyao.

Although he always looks lazy and lacks vitality and passion, Ling Yu's usual mental activities are very intense, which requires a lot of energy to consume. Therefore, he gets used to these high-calorie sweets.

Now that two meals are one, a few small cakes cannot satisfy him at all.

When he reached out to the table again, Ling Yu found that his face was empty. He raised his head, showed a helpless look, and pushed the last bottle of orange juice over there. Then he got up and left.

——Forget it, I will cook myself tonight and treat myself.

Ling Yu left the studio and did not look for a place to find food. He had an important date today. To show respect, it would be better to go earlier.

There was only one person left in the studio. Angelina looked at the empty opposite, wrinkled her nose, and then wiped out the food in front of her at a faster speed.

"Annie, see what I've brought you back!" Snow's voice came from outside the door with a lively voice.

The blue-haired girl ran in excitedly, holding three boxes of exquisite strawberry cakes in her hand.

Just now, when she heard the interns talk about the morning duel at school, Snow knew that Angelina must be very depressed at this time - although she never showed these emotions in front of people, she would not hide her feelings from Snow.

When she was in a bad mood, Angelina would try her best to eat all kinds of sweets. So Snow came back from school at noon to comfort her best friend.

Unexpectedly, after entering the studio, I saw Angelina sitting in a "peak" of sweets!

Snow smiled dryly - with this number of small cakes, you no longer need to comfort her by yourself, right?

Angelina held the cake in both hands and nibbled quickly. She looked at her full concentration and didn't seem to see Snow rushing in.

"Is anyone ready the cake?" Snow asked, "Is it Woz?"

Angelina continued to eat the cake, and after a while, she whispered: "I don't want to go to school today, please help me with leave."

Huh... the situation is even more serious than expected! Can't even so many strawberry cakes be cured?

Snow was surprised: "Since that's the case, then Annie will have a good rest. If it's yours, the teachers won't say much."

"I'm sorry, I'm a little depressed," said Angelina. "Give me some time and I'll adjust it."
Chapter completed!