"Just two pieces," Qin Youxuan nodded hastily.
No matter how many, just get it in your mouth first.
She took the spicy rice cakes from the butler and without a word, shoved a piece into her mouth.
Her eyes and brows were filled with joy, her bright feline eyes sparkling like a pair of pearls, shining with a crystal clear gleam.
She stuffed two pieces into her mouth, non-stop.
Just as she was about to eat the third piece, she suddenly remembered Dan Hanjie's words, stopped her hand, and looked up at him, mumbling softly, "Can I have one more piece, please?"
Her cherry-red lips were slightly swollen from the spice, opening and closing with a silent invitation.
Dan Hanjie's gaze gradually deepened, and before Qin Youxuan could speak again, he bent down and blocked her lips with his.
"Mmm..."
Qin Youxuan was still holding the spicy rice cakes and nearly dropped them.
To hold or to put down, she didn't know what to do, her eyes darting around hesitantly.
