Two men looked at each other across the table, one serious, the other smiling evilly, but both had eyes as firm as knives and spears.
Luo Xiaoqian sniffed, what she smelled was the aroma of steak, but what she felt was the strong smell of gunpowder.
Looking at Jiao Yang, then turning to Leng Zimo, she spoke cautiously.
"Shall we eat first?"
If this continues, the steak on the plate will be burned by them.
Leng Zimo looked away from Jiao Yang across from him, and looking at her apologetic, anxious, helpless and worried face, he immediately felt apologetic.
Don't frighten this girl just because you're fighting with that guy.
"Okay, let's eat!"
Smiling at her, he reached out and grabbed the knife and fork.
Seeing the comfort in his smile, Luo Xiaoqian also smiled. At the other end of the table, Jiao Yang also picked up the knife and fork.
At the dinner table, there was finally a temporary truce.
Luo Xiaoqian breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her face, and started to attack her steak. Because of these two guys, she almost didn't eat much of the previous dishes and soup. She was really, really hungry now.
At both ends of the long table, Leng Zimo and Jiao Yang's movements were very consistent.
Holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, they cut the steak cleanly, without making any sound, and the meat was cut with one knife. The most important thing is that neither of them ate, but divided the steaks on their plates into neat pieces.
of small pieces.
Putting down their knives and forks, they looked up and saw the cut meat on the other's plate. The two men were startled at the same time. Then they picked up their own plates with one hand and brought them over, and reached out to Luo Xiaoqian's plate with the other hand.
Luo Xiaoqian cut off a piece of meat and just forked it to her mouth when she saw two more hands on her plate, one on the left and one on the other, and two plates of cut steaks in front of her.
Luo Xiaoqian chewed the piece of steak in her mouth, and really wanted to stab these two guys to the end of the world with a knife and a fork.
Is there any mistake? She is starving to death here, and they still want to fight.
There was so much resentment in her heart, but she could only smile dryly on her face.
"I can do it myself."
Seeing her emotions, Leng Zimo pursed his lips slightly. He didn't want to embarrass her, but asking him to admit defeat in front of Jiao Yang was absolutely impossible for him to accept.
"Eat me!" he said.
"Xiao Qian, I cut it specially for you!" Jiao Yang said with a smile.
Luo Xiaoqian chewed the beef in her mouth and looked at Leng Zimo quietly, but his eyes were stubborn and insistent.
Knowing that he would not take the initiative to back down in front of Jiao Yang, she turned to look at Jiao Yang, but the guy completely ignored her eyes.
She didn't want to hurt Leng Zimo. She knew that with his temper, if she didn't eat his steak, this guy might seriously hurt his self-esteem.
On Jiao Yang's side, Luo Xiaoqian also felt apologetic. After all, what happened today was all because of her. She couldn't be too unkind when people offered blessings and gifts.
Out of desperation, Luo Xiaoqian put her knife and fork directly on the table, "This steak is too unpalatable, I don't want to eat it!"
Unable to eat three plates and not wanting to embarrass any of them, she could only embarrass herself.
He was obviously very hungry, but he still gave up on that delicious steak.
The two men looked at each other and took back their plates at the same time.
Listening to the sound of the two eating, Luo Xiaoqian tried hard to control her eyes and not look at the tempting steak on the plate.
Desserts, desserts, and desserts…
She tried hard to arrange herself and her empty stomach in her mind.
