Bearing the Bites Chapter 80

During the summer vacation, we tried all the dating methods that could be called tasteful under such hot sun. We spent all our pocket money on it, but in the end, we still found ourselves to be such a waste. What can we do? We have a poor stomach. KFC's finger-licking original chicken is better than the black pine mushroom and foie gras.

Now I feel at ease enjoying some simple dating methods. I can pack new items from KFC and two or three favorites that I must eat, and a piece of white plastic tablecloth from home, which was the kind used for entertaining guests on the big round table when I was a child, and spend an afternoon in Binjiang Park.

They didn't arrive too early, and there were already a few couples of friends having a picnic nearby.

Ava Fan secretly glanced at them. The surging noises seemed like they were playing some script-killing game. But she knew from the lineup that this was a college student blind date. There was a yellow checkered picnic blanket, and a rattan basket with a red checkered tablecloth. The men and women sitting on it were so exquisite, and everyone was wearing mousse and perfume.

She curled her lips, held the big Coke in her hand, looked at Ethan Han knowingly, opened the plastic tablecloth with confidence, put down the KFC takeaway bag and sat down.