Qin Yin's face instantly turned bright red, "Nan Sichen, can you not be so shameless? We're eating, why do you keep saying those things?"
Nan Sichen picked a piece of ham from his plate with a fork, took a bite, and said, "It tastes pretty good, but why is your face so red?"
Qin Yin: "…"
Okay, she thought too much again; he was talking about the piece of ham on the plate.
But why did he have to say it's pretty good for women? Does it mean it's not good for men? Misleading her, blatantly misleading her.
Qin Yin stopped talking, silently finished her bread, then her egg, and drank up her milk, but she didn't eat the piece of ham on her plate.
Nan Sichen asked, "Why aren't you eating the ham?"
Qin Yin replied irritably with her face red, "I don't want to eat it."
In fact, she just did not know how to eat it. Should she eat it like Nan Sichen, biting it as she picked it up with a fork? That's just too something.
