Overlooking Gang City, skyscrapers stood tall as the evening lights started to illuminate.
Wen Yu looked at the exquisite dishes in front of her. She picked up a lime, squeezed its juice onto the plump fresh oyster, then used a fork to bring it to her mouth.
The oyster was succulent, and though it entered her mouth, it made her lips appear glossy, soft, and moist.
But the next second, her hand paused, and she looked at him: "Why aren't you eating? It's very delicious. The oysters are very fresh, specially airlifted from abroad."
After saying that, she didn't forget to glance at him again, with an inexplicable tone: "Eat more, this kind of thing is very beneficial for men."
Jack: "..."
He turned his head and coughed lightly, avoiding this particular food when he started eating. It was unclear if he didn't want to eat it, or if it made him somewhat awkward. He said, "I don't need it."
"Oh?"
