“The same."

“Wow!" Erica was surprised, but then wore a frustrated expression.

"But

I didn't bring my large aperture wide-angle lens." The lens on her camera was for everyday use. This would have been a great opportunity to capture the night sky on film. If she didn't have the right equipment, it wouldn't turn out nearly as well as she hoped. Ah well, she could always adjust the shutter speed. 2@ seconds should do it.

Matthew didn't want to disappoint her. With a smile altering the corners of his mouth, he said, "I brought along a professional-level camera and a lens. I trust that's acceptable?"

“Really? What kind of lens?" She wanted to check if Matthew had really done his homework on this.

"I consulted a professional photographer. He recommended a Stone Sea

24mm F1.4 Art. It's easier to operate."

Erica really wanted to hold Matthew in her arms and kiss him. She was so excited to capture the brilliance of the Milky Way and the night sky.

"Then let's eat!"

“Do you still want to go drinking?" Matthew asked. The night was so wonderful, and a taste of wine would be just the thing. She'd wanted to go out and have some fun, but Matthew was kind of a homebody.

Erica picked up the glass of red wine in front of her decisively and smiled at him sweetly.

"There's wine here. Why go somewhere else?" She lifted her glass in a toast.

"To long Life and happiness!"

Matthew smiled in satisfaction and clinked glasses with her. Erica tossed her glass back with aplomb, gulping it all down at once.

Then Erica poured another glass of wine for herself, and at the same time, she also filled Matthew's glass. She raised her glass again and said solemnly, "Matthew, thank you for your help. I don't know how to thank you. All I could think of was to invite you to dinner." The restaurant Matthew picked out was pretty high-end, and on the pricey side. She was afraid this meal might cost everything she had and then some.

Matthew didn't move.

“Don't worry. The drinks can wait. Let's have dinner first." He was afraid that after a couple of glasses of red wine on an empty stomach, she would get drunk. He remembered what happened the Last time she got drunk. It was burned into his brain. If she got drunk this time, Erica might wave at the night sky and said, "Matthew, look! This is the night sky I drew for you!" He really would rather have a romantic evening than a silly one.

Regardless, thinking of that made the smile on Matthew's face grow bigger and bigger.

She had picked up the wine of glass to make a toast to him, but he refused. Erica smiled awkwardly and sneered at Matthew's unromantic behavior.

It was so embarrassing. But she decided to let it go. There were only the two of them in the private room, and nobody was watching them anyway.

The meal was prepared in advance. Within two minutes, several waiters came in and put several plates on the table. The scent was mouthwatering.

“Mr. and Mrs. Hilton, these are the fried crab claws made by our head chef. It's made from big meat crabs that weigh two and a half pounds.

Only the freshest and most tender crab claws are used to make this dish. The claws are wrapped in smashed tiger prawn, and then we fry it up." Erica noted the golden yellow color, and nodded her approval. The waiter continued, "We added scallops, shrimps and crispy bamboo shoots too. The second course is sauteed pumpkin with scallop and dried lily bulb..." The manager described every dish on the table in detail.

In Erica's opinion, every dish was super delicious, but there wasn't enough of it. For example, there weren't enough fried crab claws to divide between them. It would be perfect if the portions were a little larger!