Ye Linlang was the kind of person who could see stars in her eyes when she saw meat. In fact, she had lived a poor life and was not picky about food. Jiang Qiran, on the other hand, was more particular about food.
While ye Linlang was enjoying her meal, Jiang Qiran looked at the plate of black braised meat with a cold expression. His chopsticks had barely moved.
Others might not understand, but ye Linlang knew it best. This guy was obviously complaining that the dishes here were not beautiful enough!
Ye Linlang reached out and poked Jiang Qiran’s arm, indicating that he was in someone else’s house. He should not be too rude.
Jiang Qiran frowned and finally began to eat without saying a word.
Uh... rather than eating, it was more appropriate to say that he picked rice grains!
Because Jiang Qiran really didn’t want to eat those things that looked dark!
He didn’t know whether it was because he put too much soy sauce or something else..
