Amelia had never tasted barbeque before, and the shocking explosion of flavors was a sensation she had never experienced. As if savoring every mouthful was not enough, she began to wolf down her food. It was absolutely delicious and she could not hold back.
"Don't rush, nobody's competing." Feng Yi couldn't resist a chuckle at her enthusiasm, shaking his head.
"Don't you dare laugh." Milly tried to sound angry, but her adorable pout only made her burst into laughter. As her eyes drifted to the neatly stacked skewers on the table, her face turned crimson all the way to her neck.
Lucky for Milly, Feng Yi was quick. With no change in his expression, he moved the skewers to his side of the table. Shrugging, he claimed, "These are mine." And poured himself a big drink.
"Oh Feng, you certainly know how to win a girl's heart, don't you?"
"Is that so? Let's eat up before the food goes cold."
"Alright."