I don't see Sam as the type who thinks only with his dick

"Hmm, this sushi is pretty good. The ingredients are decent... Sam, don't you like it?"

In the bustling sushi restaurant, the sound of footsteps outside the private room crisscrossed continuously.

Sam looked at the two beautiful faces across from him and listened to Zoe's soft words beside him.

It was really hard for him to keep a straight face.

How should he put it? The situation wasn't exactly a merry exchange of toasts, but it was disorienting nonetheless.

The four beers on the table seemed to have been slightly touched, but they hardly constituted any reason for what was unfolding.

The only reason was the current atmosphere.

It was just the unprecedented predicament laid out before him.

He snapped back to reality.

"Ah... it's okay, the taste is indeed good."

"Then try this, Sam~"

Zoe smiled as she picked up a piece of caviar sushi, cradling it in her hand, and then brought it to Sam's lips.