Jasmine Yale picked a piece of meat for him: "Tired after spending a day with me?"
"One day is not enough, let's continue in the evening."
"..." Jasmine glanced at him, her eyes brimming with a light shyness and watery tenderness, her long eyelashes slightly trembling, spilling tenderness from her eyes.
Jasmine knew he wasn't fond of hotpot, complaining about the strong flavor.
But she liked it, so he joined her anyway.
She also knew he generally had little interest in many things, like watching movies or going out... Yet he couldn't resist her preferences.
"Try this mushroom, it's really tasty," Jasmine said with a joyful smile as she served him.
"Do you know what I find the tastiest in my eyes?"
"Um..." Jasmine thought for a moment, "Your favorite is steak... No, wait..."
Suddenly, Jasmine saw a deeply meaningful glow in his eyes and the smile curling up at the corners of his lips.
She realized and playfully scolded: "Not serious."
