Qing 'er had been in M Nation for three years. At first, she might have been interested in Western food, but now, she was about to throw up. Besides, the portion of a meal here was much more than that in China, so she only ate one-third of the steak before she couldn't finish it.
She put down her knife and fork and took a sip of water, only to see that ah Luo had already finished more than half of her food.
"You're eating very fast. It seems that you like Western food very much." Qing 'er smiled. you're in for a treat then.
"It's alright, at least I don't hate it." Ah Zhen also put down her knife and fork. She looked at her plate and frowned slightly. sister Qing 'er, are you not eating anymore? "
"I can't eat anymore." She stuck out her tongue. you've just arrived, so you might think it's okay. I've been eating it for several years, and I'm really sick of it. "
