Now, however, she did not want let go immediately. His warmth and scent seemed to linger on her fingers, and she brushed them against her lips, leaving reluctantly.
Her head was lowered, so she did not see the smile curving Wei Zilin's lips.
The sensation of the lozenge in her mouth cleared her mind a little, and she hurriedly put her hand down, clearing her throat.
"Let'sā¦ Let's go to the grocery store to buy some things later, and we can cook them tonight." Xu Moyan held the lozenge in her mouth, but she did not understand why her voice was so hoarse.
Wei Zilin turned around to look at her with a smile on his lips. "Are there no ingredients at home at all?"
