Number One Enemy
Redakteur: Tuiwen
"Of course."
The three of them picked up their chopsticks and began to eat. Cheng Wei picked up a piece of duck meat and placed it in Cheng Zhou's bowl. "Try this special duck. It was made by the chef himself," she said sweetly.
Seeing her use the public chopsticks instead of her own, he relaxed and nodded. "Thank you." He then glanced at Yao Ran. "Miss Yao, you don't have to be shy around us. Feel free to eat whatever you want."
There were all kinds of dishes on the table, from sweet and sour pork to steamed chicken. There were even two bowls of different flavored soup set right in the middle. It was too much for just three people.
Yao Ran smiled lightly as she poured herself a bowl of soup. Once she was done, she handed the other bowl to Cheng Zhou with both of her hands.
"Brother Cheng Zhou, please try this soup."
She chuckled. "You're only a few years older than me, so you wouldn't mind if I address you like that, right?"