After finishing the bowl of noodles, Jacob's forehead was beaded with sweat. Although Phoebe was wearing skimpy clothing and it was drizzling that night, she sweated.
"This is really good," she exclaimed with satisfaction. She wiped the sweat off her forehead with a piece of tissue paper and said, "I would have noodles here everyday when I get off work. Haha, I'm used to it."
"You have to change your habits. In your line of work, you usually work at night." Jacob said, "It's harmful. Eating spicy food in the long run is bad for your health. You need to take care of your body."
"I really want to rest." She lowered her head and said, "I like Chinese clients, but I hate clients from Nihonland. They will make me..." Her voice trailed off.
"However, there are very few Chinese people here, so I try my best to hide now."
"Who were those people just now? Will they get three quarters of your money?" He asked.