This eggplant with garlic sauce had satisfied all of Eiffie's fantasies of the eggplant with garlic sauce.
No!
It had way exceeded her imagination. It was already on another level.
Even words were not enough to describe it.
Her tongue had experienced the wildness, but it was still unsatisfied.
Eiffie opened her eyes, her face slightly flushed. She glanced at Mag, and actually felt an inexplicable affection.
She lowered her head, and ate a few mouthfuls of rice. She chewed on the sweet and fragrant rice, and put another piece of eggplant into her mouth.
If she admired Mag for his wine-brewing skills before, and was grateful to him for saving her life, then now she felt a different emotion rising because of these two meals.
Just these two meals alone were enough to make her want to marry him.
