The two of them just silently ate again. Jian Yanyan suddenly felt that during both encounters, Ning Yang had been taking care of her, giving her a feeling of being unexpectedly spoiled, yet she always accepted it awkwardly.
Seeing that he hadn't eaten much, she picked up a piece of pork rib with her chopsticks and gave it to him, saying, "I, I'm not quite sure what you like to eat, so I just picked randomly. If you don't like it, don't feel obliged; I won't mind. Of course, if you could share your preferences, that would be even better."
Ning Yang smiled gently and said, "I'm not good at much, but my only redeeming trait is that I'm not picky about food."
Saying this, he picked up the piece of pork rib that Jian Yanyan had placed in front of him and slowly began to nibble on it.
