"Here you go, Foodie King. I got an extra box, plenty for you."
Ye Tong placed the three lunch boxes on the ground, sitting casually on the ground like Ji Ning, and instead of eating from the box, she pulled an apple out of her bag and took a bite.
The lunch box smelled delicious, with two meat dishes and one vegetable.
A sliver of satisfaction appeared on Ji Ning's face as she lifted the lid and took a bite of the golden fried chicken leg inside.
Her pretty eyes squinted slightly, her face full of enjoyment.
Every time Ye Tong watched Ji Ning eat, she couldn't help but eat half a bowl more herself.
Who could blame Ji Ning for being such an appetizing sight when she ate?
No matter if the food in front of Ji Ning was delicious or not, she always put up a great show, which made the cook happy, eager to show off more skills in the kitchen.
But for someone like her, who needed to maintain her figure, it was downright "sinful."
