Looking at the dumplings on the plate in front of him, Tang Song couldn't help but gulp down a mouthful of saliva. It smelled so good.
The smell had him hooked, making his stomach growl.
"Don't mind if I do."
Just as Tang Song was about to eat, he thought that Ye Tianxin might not have eaten the dumping yet, so he pushed the plate in front of Ye Tianxin.
"You eat. I am a man, and I am not hungry."
Although Tang Song was not a standard foodie, this plate of dumplings seemed like a delicacy in the world to him after eating so many tasteless compressed biscuits.
"You eat. You talk too much."
Tang Song grinned. He picked up the chopsticks and ate the dumplings on the plate, crying as he did so.
The dumplings were that delicious.
Even though the dumplings contained more vegetables and less meat, they were still very delicious.
