"Xiaoyu, you only had two soup dumplings?" Ning Chen asked softly. His unfocused gaze inadvertently shifted towards Uncle Wen.
"Yes! There were no more of these in my house after that! Your place is so nice! There's a lot of tasty food!" Qin Yu said as she ate happily.
"Xiaoyu, pour the coffee for me," he suddenly ordered.
Qin Yu had been stretching out her hand toward the platter of dumplings, but paused when he said that.
"Coffee... Oh, is that the black water?" she looked at Ning Chen with uncertainty.
He nodded. "Yes."
"Okay!" Qin Yu answered loudly and grabbed the coffee cup with her oily hands.
"Hey, is this black water yummy? I've seen my parents and sister drink it before. Can I have a taste?" she asked as she peeked at Ning Chen.
He nodded again.
She was ecstatic as she gushed, "Yay! You're so kind!"
She took a big sip of coffee, but spat it all out almost immediately.
