"It's okay if we can't finish it." Huo Jincheng placed another chicken leg into Lu Xingzhi's bowl. "Have a chicken leg."
"Okay!"
Lu Xingzhi buried her head in eating, a happy expression on her face. Where did Huo Jincheng find this chef!
These dishes had little seasoning, preserving the ingredients' natural flavors, yet how could they taste so good.
After eating two full bowls of rice, Lu Xingzhi was already full, but she couldn't bear to waste food, so she ate a few more bites.
Finally, she regretfully put down her chopsticks and said to Huo Jincheng, "Next time, don't order so many dishes. The two of us can't finish them."
"Alright! I'll order less next time." Huo Jincheng knew that today's dishes were all Lu Xingzhi's favorites, so he ordered them all.
The waiter took the plates away, cleaned the table, and then brought a pot of floral tea.
