42 She Pressed Him Against The Wall

The steak was done frying, and a thick fragrance wafted in the air.

Ye Qingran raised her knife and fork. The tender and soft steak melted when it touched the tip of the knife.

She picked up a small piece and put it into her mouth. The steak was tender and refreshing.

It melted the moment it entered her mouth.

She could not stop savoring it. 

She raised her thumb and gave a thumbs up to Chu Yan. "It's really delicious. It would be even better if there was a glass of red wine to accompany it."

"Why would a child drink wine?" Chu Yan disagreed.

"Master Chu Yan, it's not like we're outside. Besides, it's just a casual drink with a steak. It's fine. It's not my first time drinking."

As Ye Qingran spoke, she put down her knife and fork and walked to the bar counter.

In case Chu Yan objected again and forbade her from drinking his wine, she quickly changed the topic. "What about Ruo Ruo? It's already dark. Why isn't she back yet?"