Naomi looked a little depressed.
Seeing that there was no one following behind her, I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Where's Sebastian?"
"I don't know. He's not in the room. I called him for a long time, but he didn't pick up. His phone line is busy. I guess he must have gone to work. A president is always so busy!" As she said that, she sat at the table, and felt a little depressed.
I smiled and looked at the food on the table. The temperature was just right and I couldn't help but ask, "Then, do I still need to wait for him?"
She shook her head. The food would definitely not taste good cold.
As she spoke, she motioned for me to start eating. She looked at the grilled scallops on the table and ate a few mouthfuls. Satisfied, she said, "I've finally tasted this delicacy. It's really too delicious. That old man of mine definitely hasn't enjoyed this kind of food before. What a pity!"
I smiled and ate several mouthfuls of delicious roasted meat. I couldn't help saying, "This barbecued meat is good. Try some!"
She nodded and put some scallops in front of me and said, "Try this. It's better than the ones in restaurants."
I nodded and took a bite. It was spicy and fragrant. It tasted so fresh, and the texture was unbelievable.
Both of us finished eating more than ten different servings of food, and in the end, we felt completely full.
Naomi lay on the bed and patted her belly, "I'm satisfied. It was too good, but I'm so full now. This is the most I've eaten in a long while. I'm going to get fat again! It took me so much effort to lose weight."
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