Fu Yisi looked up at the string, and although he did not speak, Ji Sang still noticed a faint disdain from his eyes and brows.
"...."
Does he really dislike such delicious barbecue?
It's simply a waste.
Ji Sang pursed her lips, muttering quietly,
"If you don't eat, it doesn't matter, I alone am not enough."
But even though she said this, it was still less fun to enjoy the food without someone to share it with.
Fu Yisi, sitting across from her, didn't hear this sentence. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and looked down at his watch,
"Take your time, no rush, there's still time."
Ji Sang didn't understand the meaning of Fu Yisi's words, continuing to eat her skewer and drink her wine. Fu Yisi, who always paid attention to Ji Sang's eating habits, did not stop her from drinking this time.
Therefore, by the time she was nearly finished, Ji Sang had already drunk two full glasses of red wine.
