Several photos were attached of the two of them eating together.
Zhou Jingcheng glanced at his phone, then looked up just in time to catch a head swiftly ducking out of sight ahead.
"Whatcha looking at?" Shi Jihan was chewing a huge piece of beef, his cheeks puffed out and moving.
Zhou Jingcheng couldn't help reaching out to poke one. It was soft and springy. He narrowed his eyes contentedly. "Nothing... Is it good?"
Shi Jihan had evidently forgotten his earlier mortification and was completely captivated by the food. He nodded hard. "S'good, s'good!"
He said to Zero-Zero-Zero, [Having money really is different. You can even get French food in a place that takes an hour's drive to reach from the city, and it's a direct airdrop too. It's just as fresh as eating at the restaurant.]
Zero-Zero-Zero secretly scooped up some raspberry cream cheese to taste, thinking it had to eat more and get its money's worth.
This was the money the host had earned by selling himself.
"If it's good, eat more." Zhou Jingcheng cut off a small piece of steak, speared it with his fork, and placed it on Shi Jihan's plate.
His hand was intercepted halfway.
Shi Jihan grabbed his wrist and took a big bite of the meat. "This one's good too!"
Zhou Jingcheng stared at the wrist Shi Jihan was holding for a few seconds. After withdrawing his hand, he inconspicuously scanned the food on the table, targeted a plate of shrimp, and began putting on gloves to peel them. Once he had peeled one, he handed it over directly. "Try this."
Sure enough, Shi Jihan opened his mouth and bit down on the shrimp again, his tongue incidentally licking the sauce from the glove. "Mm, good, good... Why aren't you eating?"
Zhou Jingcheng