Just when Ye Yin glared at the two small dried fish, a familiar fragrance floated over...
It was a folk fragrance...the smell of her world...
She greedily took a few deep breaths, it was so fragrant, and she knew it must be delicious!
The waiter brought a plate of egg fried rice to Ye Yin. Although it was served on exquisite French porcelain, it could be seen that it was the product of a food stall or a small restaurant. Even a French chef would not be able to cook it to this level.
Ye Yin was so greedy that she was drooling and her eyes were straight, but she still waved her hand to the waiter in good conscience to show that she did not order this.
"I ordered it." Xi Baicheng took a sip of red wine and said slowly.
Ye Yin couldn't believe her ears and looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Really? So you gave him five hundred and asked him to buy this?"
He nodded, without commenting, and smiled ambiguously, "What? I'm very touched? Then 'repay' me tonight."
"I can't say I'm touched, but at least I feel like you're not such a beast anymore!"
I really don't understand what kind of person he is. One second he made her angry to death, and the next second he found a way to make her moved.
This nature is actually no different from giving him a piece of candy after being slapped in the face. But she still did it in a very humiliating way, and all the things he did before suddenly became not so bad.
Ye Yin held a grateful heart in her hands... She ate it like a storm, completely ignoring the image, and didn't even have time to take a breath!
So delicious…
So touching...
She wants to sing loudly!
Seeing her eating so happily, Xi Baicheng's lips also had a warm smile, feeling a little strange.
How could it be just an ordinary plate of egg fried rice that made her so satisfied? And even if he enjoyed a delicacy costing hundreds of thousands, it would still be the same.
It turns out that eating is not only for survival? It is even a happy thing?
…
Ten minutes later, Ye Yin finished the large plate of fried rice without leaving a single morsel, and licked the plate clean before leaving the restaurant with satisfaction.
Holding my belly with one hand and holding on to the telephone pole with the other, I couldn't move even half a step. It was very hard.
"Oh...wait a minute, my stomach is so full...I can't take the car...I'll vomit...How about we meet up another day?" She admitted that she was taking chances and deliberately made excuses to get out, but it was also true that she was full.
fact.
Please...please, for the sake of her overeating, please let this poor person go!