Have Meals With Me

"Don't look down upon us. Being a foodie is also a kind of ability, you know?" Eva rested her hands on her hips and stared at him angrily, "there is a difference between eating and unrestrained greed. The highest level of our foodie is that as long as it belongs to food, we can eat it. We won't get fat no matter what we eat, and we won't get sick no matter what we eat. Can you?"

Jim was willing to admit defeat. What he ate was exquisite, nutritious and healthy, and every meal was only seven percent full.

"Heaven pepper, if eating is a special skill, you finally have a special skill." He said slowly.

Eva snorted and pointed at the desserts on the table, "aren't these my specialties?"

"Well, now you have two specialties," Jim shrugged his shoulders and looked reluctant. Seeing this, Eva became more furious.

This Jim was always arrogant and contemptuous of all living beings, which was really annoying.