"Come over quickly." Mark Reed was already sitting in front of the sofa, with two compartmented lunch boxes on the coffee table. He leaned in closer, noticing that the dishes were quite varied.
"Did you make this?" Valentine Teller picked it up and sniffed it; it smelled pretty nice.
Mark Reed pulled Valentine Teller to sit beside him.
"No, I wouldn't have the time for that. I had the restaurant prepare and send it over."
Mark Reed picked up a piece of braised pork and brought it to Valentine Teller's lips: "Try it, it tastes pretty good."
After hesitating for a moment, Valentine Teller opened her mouth, and Mark Reed popped the braised pork into her small mouth.
Chewing on the braised pork, which was fatty but not greasy, Valentine Teller smiled happily: "It's really delicious."
Mark Reed also picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, mumbling, "Eat more."
"I won't eat a lot, or you'll say I eat too much again."
