"Oh, so that's what you meant. Sorry, I misunderstood." An Ning replied, even more bashfully.
An Ning led Seville to an old and well-established Cantonese tea restaurant. The ambiance was excellent, and since it wasn't peak dining hour, there weren't many people.
They went to a private room, ordered several dishes, and began to eat.
"Mm... This char siu bun is delicious!" Seville remarked in surprise after taking a bite.
"Yes, their place might look ordinary, but their food is really good, and they use excellent ingredients. Most importantly, it's a long-standing establishment!" An Ning excitedly introduced. "I used to come here often as a child, and their milk tea is my favorite!"
"Milk tea?" Seville frowned slightly.
"Seems like you're not fond of this kind of thing!" An Ning said.
"I prefer coffee."
An Ning subtly tried to please him. "Really? Well, we have a box of civet coffee at home. I've been reluctant to drink it; I'll bring it for you someday!"
