After suddenly receiving the big cherry, her cousin's fair face also turned a little red. Yu Youyao couldn't help but chuckle. "Cousin, you really can't take sour food."
This time, the cherries were a little more sour than before. The sweetness and sourness collided, and it made his mouth water. He suddenly felt that they were a little sour, but the more he ate, the more delicious he felt they were. It was probably because the variety was different.
Zhou Linghuai slowly took the teacup and lowered his head to take a few sips. Only then did he ease the sourness in his mouth. He looked up and another osmanthus candy was brought to his lips. He was about to refuse and say that he did not like sweet food, but when he saw the little girl looking at him with a smile, she said, "Cousin, have some candy!"
Zhou Linghuai's mouth almost fell open.
