"If he can sneak food, so can I!"
That was the only thought in Pan Siyu's mind.
"Brother Ma! How do you think our boss got so tough? You see a few passersby just dare to take a look but don't even dare to ask what we're selling! Looks like this stall won't last through the night."
Pan Siyu was speaking to Ma Juntao with one arm around him, while his other hand subtly pushed the plate forward, his fingers pinching a piece of steak as he pulled back.
After speaking, he opened his mouth wide, "Ha~~ ah~~"
Letting out a big yawn, as his hand covered his mouth, he slipped the strip of steak into his mouth without a trace.
Then Pan Siyu stopped talking; instead, he rested his chin on his other hand, covered half his face with his palm, and silently started chewing.
The flavor of black pepper and sea salt, tender steak, juicy with each chew!
Damn, no wonder Ma Juntao's eyes lit up green when he sneaked a bite just now, this steak is so delicious!
Pan Siyu was a bit taken aback.
