Qiao Shanshan's eyes widened as a force gripped her cheeks and chin, forcing her mouth open. Her consciousness was quickly returning, and she could already see an unfamiliar man at the corner of her eye.
The man was rough, stuffing some unidentifiable object right into her mouth.
"No need to thank me. Nice to meet you, I'm Tang Xian."
After pushing the Bogen Fruit into Qiao Shanshan's mouth, Tang Xian wore a smile. His tone was gentle, like that of a tender-hearted, warm man. Tang Xian also thought of himself as very warm, having saved Qiao Shanshan's life and even hand-feeding her.
He figured the first impression must be quite good.
Qiao Shanshan could only taste the sour and astringent flavor on her taste buds. But she felt a bit more spirited.
She didn't speak, just staring at Tang Xian with wide eyes.
Tang Xian paused for two seconds, then suddenly realized.
