Ten plates of crayfish, even though they were delicious, An Baobei still didn't finish them; she only ate six plates.
For the remaining four plates, An Baobei asked Ning Zihan, "Aren't you going to eat? I haven't seen you eat any."
"I usually don't eat anything at night after dinner." He paused and chuckled, "If you peel them for me, even if they were poison, I would eat them."
An Baobei immediately rolled her eyes at him, annoyed, "You just want me to peel them for you!" Saying that, she actually started peeling them for him, "Considering you've peeled so many for me, I'll peel one plate for you."
And Ning Zihan really only ate the plate An Baobei peeled for him.
With three plates left, An Baobei didn't want to peel anymore for Ning Zihan, and Ning Zihan didn't want to eat anymore either, so they gave them to the Su Family's servants who were working the night shift.
"Are you going back, or staying over?" An Baobei asked Ning Zihan as they walked out of the dining room.
