The gaze of Yan Siyuan from across the table landed on her, his lips curled up in a smirk, letting out a snort of laughter.
Ye Qingcao immediately stopped chewing:"..."
Why suddenly laugh at her?
Is there something on her mouth?
She quickly grabbed a napkin and wiped her mouth without hesitation.
All the lipstick got wiped off…
It hurt.
"Eat more." Yan Siyuan said calmly.
Ye Qingcao nodded, and when he bowed his head inattentively, she quickly spat the spare rib bones onto a separate plate.
She let out a sigh of relief inside…
Image, image.
Be mindful of your image!
Yan Siyuan recommended again, "Try this shrimp, it tastes nice."
Ye Qingcao saw the plate of boiled shrimp, her heart sank again, didn't that mean she had to peel the shrimp?
By then, won't her ten fingers be all dirty, and might he find it unsanitary…
Oh dear…
The psychological burden is too heavy!
Ye Qingcao found herself unable to properly enjoy this meal!
