After tasting the lion's head he made himself, Chen Mo felt that although Zhou Yu and the others thought this lion's head was amazing, there were still some minor imperfections to him.
Greasy.
Fatty but not greasy is always relative. The first bite might indeed be fatty but not greasy, but after eating three or four?
It would definitely become greasy.
Of course, for the people eating this dish, maybe they never even considered that someone would eat three or four lion's heads.
But Chen Mo, well, had this habit since childhood, though it might not be a particularly good one.
When he encountered something delicious, something he liked, he had to indulge to the fullest in one go!
If something is tasty, he must eat it ravenously, until he's had enough!
When he met a girl he liked, he'd confess. It was simply a matter of acceptance or rejection; if he didn't confess, there would be absolutely no chance at all.
