Hearing this, the image of the last time Qin Yun made tomato scrambled eggs suddenly flashed through Pei Yan's mind...
Pei Yan twitched his lips: "..."
Can that even be called a dish?
That's truly poisoning someone!!
Thinking of that tomato scrambled egg, Pei Yan felt like he still had that indescribable taste in his mouth, and instantly lost his appetite.
He gave his piece of steak to Qin Yun, advising her, "Don't talk, eat more."
Qin Yun looked up puzzled, "You're not eating?"
Pei Yan picked up the red wine, took a sip to suppress the sudden rush of taste, and said hoarsely, "I'm not hungry."
"Oh, then I'll help you eat!" Qin Yun cheerfully claimed Pei Yan's portion.
Qin Yun finished three pieces of beef on her own, drank a small glass of wine, and leaned against the chair satisfied, thinking the midnight snack earned from a kiss was worth it.
Pei Yan's deep eyes carried a hint of smile, "Satisfied?"
