Jiang Yuning's hand froze for a second.
There was no way Mo Sa could notice that and he laughed. "Then your Chinese people have quite a different aesthetic from our Samoan side. I think Mr. Jiang is more popular here."
Nian Xi pursed her lips. That was true. The men here were all tall and strong. They were as strong as they could be.
"Help me put some in," Jiang Yuning suddenly turned half of his face and said in a low voice.
"Okay," Mo Sa took the bowl and filled it with a lot of tuna. He said meaningfully, "Mr. Jiang, you're not well. It's better for you to go in earlier."
"I know." Jiang Yuning took the bowl and lightly drew two circles with his fingers in the direction where Nian Xi and Feng Jichuan were standing. He knocked three times.
Nian Xi glanced at the sight that disappeared from her eyes before smiling and tasting the tuna with Feng Jichuan. "The taste is really good. This price..."
