"Why aren't you eating? Does it not suit your taste?" Bo Yan shook his head and only picked up the knife and fork after her prompt.
"It's really delicious, especially the cheese, melted into the beef, the taste is amazing. The tomato flavor is also well-cooked, cutting the grease."
Bo Yan cut a piece, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly.
Xia Siyu looked at him with starry eyes, "Right? Isn't it tasty?"
She was still slurping, clearly wanting more. Bo Yan cut a piece and pushed the plate in front of her, "You eat it."
Xia Siyu didn't mind eating his part; she was just curious, "Why, isn't it to your taste?"
Bo Yan shook his head, "Didn't you say you didn't want to have any regrets coming here? If you like it, eat more."
"And you?" Just as Xia Siyu finished her sentence, Bo Yan reached for the pre-meal breadbasket the restaurant offered, spreading a thin layer of butter with the back of his knife, "This will do."
