At this moment, Li Nanheng was fully expressing his abilities to be concise and comprehensive. Now that he had said two words, he definitely wouldn't say another.
Even though he was the one who suggested coming out to eat, with his two lines of 'anything,' Feng Ling, who had never eaten any of these food, was completely at a loss as to how to continue the conversation.
She also did not know how to begin choosing.
She turned her head and scanned his indifferent, composed expression. This was really a struggle. The two walked together for a while but the man did not speak the whole time. He only glanced at the various stalls every so often and did not comment much.
After asking someone out to eat, was he leaving the person by his side to perish on her own?
Was this the so-called straight man disorder of being unromantic and not knowing how to coax people?
