A mouthful of potato, a mouthful of eggplant, and a mouthful of green pepper. From soft and sweet to soft and juicy, then to crisp and refreshing. After eating, he repeated the previous actions and repeatedly experienced the feast of taste, making Qian Minghui simply unable to extricate himself.
However, there was a problem now since he had not put a small portion of the food into the small plate and ate it directly from the big plate.
By the time Qian Minghui came back to his senses, he saw that there were only two or three kittens left on the plate, and his expression almost cracked.
They had made ample preparations in advance, but they had not expected such an accident to happen. It was really impossible to guard against.
"It's all head chef Yuan's fault. His dishes are too delicious and the portion is too small. I didn't even eat much and I was already about to finish it." Qian Minghui couldn't believe that he had no self-control.
