"This is my favorite dish." Ferne laughed.
Noah was lost for words.
'Why he serves others his favorite food?'
Words failed Christy.
She really couldn't understand why Noah would make friends with an idiot.
Trevor pursed his lips, but there was a smile on his lips. "Thank you, Ferne," he said.
After that, he ate all the dishes on the plate.
Ferne was also happy to see him eat. He even unconsciously ate more food. In the beginning, their conversation might not go smoothly. After all, in a face-to-face situation, it was difficult for him not to look at Trevor. Looking at Trevor's height, he suddenly felt a sense of envy. For a moment, he no longer cared about the friendship but roared to ask Trevor to share half of his leg with him.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Ferne was still sitting at the dining table. Noah and Christy went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes. He was chatting with Trevor and counting what had happened these days.