"No..." An Ning quickly shook her head. "I'll just have the twice-cooked pork, it looks really tasty."
"Oh, okay then." Zhang Rui pointed to the side. "I'll get that dish."
"Alright."
Soon they had their meals ready and sat facing each other.
A fishy smell quickly wafted into An Ning's nose, making her stomach churn. "Zhang Rui, don't you dislike fish? Why did you get fish?"
Zhang Rui is allergic to sea fish, so she never eats it.
"Oh... the fish looked quite appetizing, so I wanted to give it a try. If I really can't eat it, I'll give up," Zhang Rui said happily.
An Ning hurriedly stuffed a mouthful of rice to suppress the feeling.
Zhang Rui suddenly reached over to An Ning's rice and picked out a strand of hair. "Hey... An Ning, look, there's a hair in your rice."
Looking at the long hair, An Ning's stomach turned even more, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth, retching. "Ugh... ugh... ugh..."
