Chapter 36 She Isn’t Actually My Girlfriend
- His hand and chopsticks was unmoving as they held my chopsticks in the air, “Eat from the medicinal pot.” He said.
- Then he slid his chopsticks downward and took away the beef on my chopsticks with a smooth and well practiced motion, and ate it.
- On the table, the other four pairs of eyes stared intently at the two of us.