Huo Mian smiled and nodded. "Sure, I'll eat myself. I promise I won't hold back."
After traveling all the way, it was already eight at night. She was indeed very hungry.
They had lunch at 12 pm, but her stomach was already rumbling.
On the way, Qin Chu gave her some snacks and fruits to allay her hunger.
However, Huo Mian had loved rice her whole life, she wouldn't be full without rice.
Hence, she was really not reserved at all. She took the plate and picked up her favorite food.
Qin Chu, on the other hand, was simple.
He casually picked up a piece of freshly roasted steak and a few pieces of melon.
He grabbed a glass of lemonade and mixed it with some wild vegetables that Huo Mian had brought.
It was considered a Chinese and Western fusion. Maybe it was because Qin Chu's father had studied abroad.
Qin Chu's diet was more westernized.
He had sandwiches, bread and milk, or German baked sausages as his breakfast.
