"Goddess, let me take a look."
Rong Yu stood up and headed towards Chen Enci.
Before he could get close to Chen Enci, Qin Jie raised his hand and tugged at his clothes, pulling him back to his seat, "Your dandruff fell into the pot."
After saying that, Qin Jie, fearing that Rong Yu would approach Chen Enci again, casually stretched out his arm and slung it over Rong Yu's shoulder, acting like two pal-buddies.
Rong Yu, unable to move, hadn't noticed Qin Jie's doggy intentions, and was craning his neck to ask, "Goddess, has your cell phone highlighted my Jie Brother's charm?"
How should she answer that... Chen Enci pondered for two seconds, "Your Jie Brother is already very charming."
Qin Jie chuckled, picked up his chopsticks, and picked up two slices of meat that had just been blanched, stretching his arm to put them into Chen Enci's small dish. "Thank you."