Detail description - eating

Wang Jie:

When Wang Jie was eating, he always showed a ladyful child, even if he was holding a steamed buns.

Look!

Wang Jie gently licked the lower end of the buns with her three rounded fingers, and smiled and talked to the opposite person, while eating a small mouthful of small chicken like a glutinous rice, half a slap, only one is not counted Too big a bun is wiped out. Maybe she felt that she had some dry mouth. She slowly picked up the toilet paper on one side and wiped the fingertips of the three fingers of the bun. Then she held the side of the bowl with both hands, tilting the little finger and the ring finger, and slightly opening the red lips. Take a sip slowly. I noticed my gaze, and Wang Jie turned his head and smiled slightly at me, carefully putting the bowl back in place. After a while, the first few of the class, but she was not in a hurry, took out a new paper towel to wipe the mouth, and then slowly walked away from the plate.

Zhang Hong:

If Wang Jie is a lady fan, then Zhang Hong is a chivalrous woman.

Zhang Hong seems to have a fight every time he eats. It seems to be "gameover" after a slow second. Although the school’s gimmicks are not big, they are not small, but Zhang Hong’s gimmicks are half empty. The spoon didn't stop, a spoonful and a spoonful of the mouth was sent, the cheeks were tamed with the food, and the jitters from time to time, plus the two groups of apples on the two scorpions, smashed, really It's a bit like a squirrel eating. Because of the urgency of eating, it was inevitable that he was shackled. Zhang Hong always hurriedly poured the bowl into his mouth with one hand, and the other hand held a fist and slammed his chest. After a gust of wind and cloud, the plate was clean, and there was only a few soups left. Once I got it, Zhang Hong was too anxious to take a big step with the plate.

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