"Eat fewer fries." Charles Seymour watched as Sophie Wilson's hand reached for the fries again, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he moved the plate of fries in front of himself.
Sophie said nothing, just pouted a little, tugged at her lips in grievance, and silently picked up a fork, spearing a piece of vegetable and slowly chewing it.
Charles frowned, is it wrong to stop her from eating fried food?
After all, fries have no nutrients, eating too much isn't good for the body!
Not to mention, they fill you up, eat only this, and lunch won't have room for anything else.
Skipping meals leads to insufficient nutrition!
Charles had a thousand reasons to despise fries, but looking at Sophie Wilson opposite him, head slightly drooped, pitifully chewing on her vegetable salad...
Charles: "..."
He silently reached out and pushed the fries in front of Sophie.
Actually, indulging a bit occasionally isn't a big deal.
