C17 She Is His Food

They arrived at the private room and sat down.

"Or do you want a steak and pasta with black pepper?" Ji Wanzhou asked.

"Mhm mhm, I really want to eat it. I feel like I'm hungry enough to eat a cow right now!" Meng Qingge said in an exaggerated tone.

It had to be said that banging and popping really did take a lot of energy.

Ji Wanzhou chuckled and asked, "How familiar are the steak?"

"Three points. Forget it, I should be familiar with everything then!" Meng Qingge usually likes to eat three pieces of cooked fillet steak, but today she suddenly wants to eat all of them.

When Meng Qingge said she was familiar with it, Ji Wanzhou and the waiter were both stunned.

Very few people eat steak with all its ripeness, so they won't be able to eat beef with its freshness.

"Oh right, don't fry it with butter. Replace it with olive oil and a bowl of potato and cauliflower soup. Light salt, thank you." Meng Qingge added.

"Alright." The waiter replied.

Ji Wanzhou liked to be well-done, but he told the waiter: "I'm the same as her."

The waiter left, leaving the two of them alone in the room.

"Did the first day of filming go smoothly?" Ji Wanzhou asked.

"It's good to be at the front, but the back doesn't go smoothly." Meng Qingge said lightly.

"Hmm? "What's wrong?" Ji Wanzhou raised his eyebrows.

"Ji Mengyao has been stuck in the camera more than a dozen times. She can't pass." There wasn't any gloating in Meng Qingge's eyes.

Ji Wanzhou was surprised by this point, but since she didn't want to say anything, he didn't pursue it.

Not long after, the steaks were served, along with thick soup.

The moment Meng Qingge smelled it, she immediately knew why Ji Wanzhou brought her to this shop.

Although the steak and soup had yet to be eaten, their fragrance already surprised and surprised Meng Qingge.

It smells good.

Meng Qingge was also hungry, so she did not care about the table manners in front of Ji Wanzhou anymore.

He picked up his knife and fork and began to chop up the steak, a bite of steak, and a mouthful of noodles.

Ji Wanzhou was leisurely slicing the steak. He still had to have the proper etiquette to eat.

This was what Ji Wanzhou's mother had taught him. No matter how hungry he was, he had to eat with etiquette. He mustn't wolf down his food just because he was hungry.

Although Meng Qingge was slim, her appetite was slightly bigger. One serving of steak and pasta was not enough, but if she ate another serving, she would not be able to finish it.

"Another round?" Ji Wanzhou raised his head and asked.

From the looks of it, Meng Qingge didn't seem to have eaten her fill.

"I can't finish another serving." Meng Qingge frowned and said.

"If you can't finish, put it there. Can you still hold your stomach up for the sake of eating? Or do you mean to starve if you can't finish one serving? " Ji Wanzhou smiled helplessly at Meng Qingge's conflicted expression.

As a result, the service bell rang, and very soon, a waiter walked in.

"Let's try out the Mushroom Sauce sauce of this restaurant. The taste is pretty good." Ji Wanzhou recommended it.

Meng Qingge nodded and said, "Alright."

"Do you want more soup?" Ji Wanzhou looked at Meng Qingge and saw that she had finished her soup.

"En, give me some borscht!" Meng Qingge thought for a moment, then opened her mouth.

"Sure, please wait a moment." The waiter walked out.

Halfway through the second steak and noodles, Meng Qingge was full.

Looking at the leftover steak and pasta, Meng Qingge frowned slightly.

"Can you pack it? This mushroom sauce steak tastes great. " Meng Qingge raised her head and looked at Ji Wanzhou, who was eating a steak gracefully.

"If you heat it up again, it won't taste good anymore. I'll bring you here if you want to eat more in the future." Ji Wanzhou said slowly after swallowing the beef in his mouth.

"Alright!" Meng Qingge said reluctantly.

As a foodie and a picky foodie, she was full of respect for delicious food.

To a delicacy, the best form of respect and love was to eat it, the kind that didn't even have a dregs remaining.

In Ji Wanzhou's eyes, Meng Qingge was such a delicacy.

Only, Meng Qingge didn't know.

Of course, Ji Wanzhou wouldn't let her know.

After eating their fill, the two of them got back into the car.

"Where are we going now?" Meng Qingge rubbed her slightly bloated belly in satisfaction.

"Going home." Ji Wanzhou replied and started the engine.