Ye Mingmei looked into his sincere eyes, hesitated for a moment, then sipped the hot milk in her hand, "The food hasn't arrived yet, but you can start talking slowly now. Keeping me in suspense, I have no appetite to eat."
Just as Ye Mingmei finished speaking, the waiter brought their steaks.
Bai Zheng said nothing, took the steak from in front of her, placed it in front of himself, carefully cutting it into small pieces, and then put it in front of Ye Mingmei, "Eat, while I tell you a story."
"..."
Ye Mingmei looked at the neatly cut steak, raised her eyes to glance at Bai Zheng, and after a moment of silence, reached for the utensils and began to eat.
She didn't know why, but Bai Zheng gave her a very familiar feeling today, yet she couldn't pinpoint where the familiarity came from.
Ye Mingmei ate her steak slowly, occasionally sneaking glances at Bai Zheng, waiting for his story.
