"10, 12, 13, 14, 15… seems like that's all. Oh, wait, here are more… 16, 17, 18…"
Xie Qing mentally counted the number of meat pieces Zhang Mei had eaten by the bones and finally silently turned his gaze to his own plate. Throughout this time, he had only eaten one slice.
Shrugging, he returned to drinking his wine. In any case, pointing out to Zhang Mei that she was eating quite a lot would be too uncultured, so the man remained silent.
"Here," was all the man said, handing over a napkin.
"Huh? Uh… thank you."
Zhang Mei, after finishing her portion… portions, finally came to her senses and felt embarrassed. However, she did not refuse Xie Qing's gesture.
***
After paying for themselves at the restaurant, they went outside and started strolling through the bustling city. The day was approaching evening, and the sky was tinted orange, creating a romantic atmosphere for all beings.
