He picked one up and stuffed it into Shen Yijia's mouth. "Alright, it won't be bitter after eating this."
Shen Yijia smacked her lips angrily. The layer of icing on the candied plum melted in her mouth to suppress the bitterness.
Seeing that Song Jingchen was about to put away the remaining one, she reached out, grabbed it, opened the paper bag, and picked up the last one.
"You eat it." Shen Yijia brought the candied plums to Song Jingchen's mouth.
The smile in Song Jingchen's eyes deepened. He opened his mouth obediently and rubbed Shen Yijia's hair. "You're not angry anymore?"
Shen Yijia snorted and opened the pouch that Sister Huan had given her. "Look, Sister Huan gave it to me."
In other words, she wanted him to eat because she had a lot more.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the pouch was in Song Jingchen's hand.
"You can't eat too much. I'll help you put this away."
