Du Haofeng said considerately, "Try it, see how it tastes."
Qiao Hua'er blushed, picked up her chopsticks, and stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth. The braised pork was tender, flavorful, and rich without being greasy—it tasted delicious.
It was the tastiest meat she had ever eaten in her life!
After swallowing the meat, Duo'er said, "It's tasty, I really like it."
"Glad you like it. Hurry up and eat, we have other things to do after this."
Du Haofeng was in a good mood, as his depression for the past few days had finally lifted.
Qiao Hua'er asked with a sense of loss, "Are you still going to the Ming Family?"
"How could I? Haven't seen me for so long, don't you miss me?" Du Haofeng's voice was somewhat hoarse.
He was already desperately hungry for her!
Qiao Hua'er hurriedly stuffed another piece of meat into her mouth, hoping to hide her shyness.
