Seeing her begging with her pitiful eyes, Han Zhuoli could no longer stand his ground.
He hesitated slightly before replying, "Only a spoonful, then."
"Yes!" Lu Man immediately nodded and said, "Only one!"
Lu Man scooped a small spoonful of soup. After blowing at it a few times, she drank it by sips.
The soup was so spicy that her lips became red and puffy and even her cheeks turned red. She was beautiful.
"I want a fried egg as well." Lu Man lifted her head and said to Han Zhuoli, "Put a sunny-side-up egg into this soup. The side of the egg that was fried would be crispy while the egg yolk on the other side would absorb the flavor of the soup. It would be delicious."
As Lu Man described it, she felt very hungry and gulped a few times.
She was not the only one. Her description of the food made Han Zhuoli hungry as well.
This girl was quite a good eater!
And so, Han Zhuoli went and fried an egg.
