Fenella’s POV
I and Laird slowly ate Chinese food in front of the sofa. Wearing Laird's loose and comfortable hoodie jacket, I could think more freely about everything related to the law.
"Hm, you're right. This tastes good," I said after finishing the last piece of vegetable spring roll.
"Try this one too," Laird said, handing me a piece of browned meat on his chopsticks.
"Is this pork?" I asked quickly before moving to open my mouth.
"Yes, it's very tender, isn't it?" he asked.
I chewed for a moment and immediately widened my eyes. With my mouth still busy chewing, I exclaimed and raised both thumbs.
"Yes, this is really good," I said between bites.
Of course, I chewed more and drank tea while he explained the law. Actually, I didn't quite understand what Laird was saying, but he
