Zeng Xiaoqian wiped his mouth with a paper towel. He laughed embarrassingly and said that I was full. In fact, he didn't have enough. He thought he would go out to eat later and never come to this western restaurant to say anything. Such a small steak, it is estimated that it hasn't doubled or doubled. In addition, the buns, the size of fists, several portions added together, actually have little weight. I've spent too much today. Where I eat enough, I spend a lot of money.

But everybody looked at himself like that, and he was embarrassed to call again.

Qiu Yayang put down his knife and fork and...