Li Xiaoya's home had such small dinner bowls that Xiao Han felt embarrassed to ask the maid to serve more rice. After struggling to feel full, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Delicious, really delicious!"
"Would you like..." Li Xiaoya glanced at Xiao Han awkwardly and said, "Another bowl?"
"No... no need!" Xiao Han was also embarrassed. He had eaten an entire pot of rice, mostly by himself, while Li Xiaoya had only a small portion, not enough for even one bite for him.
"Really no need?" Li Xiaoya looked at Xiao Han with surprise.
She thought this guy could really eat as no one could probably outdo him. Living to thirty years old, she had never seen anyone who could eat that much. This left Li Xiaoya utterly shocked and amazed.
"No need!" Xiao Han quickly shook his head.