Zhao Zhan took advantage of the time Yue Jiaojiao took to wipe herself clean, picked up the bowl, and finished the remaining small wonton in two or three mouthfuls.
No wonder she looked unsatisfied.
The ingredients used in the small wonton were not strong enough, and the meat inside was not only not tender but also a little dry.
In the future, when they went out again, he would prepare breakfast and bring it out with her. This way, his sweetheart would be able to eat more comfortably.
Zhao Zhan quickly reflected on his actions, then returned the bowl to the wonton stall owner. He then sloppily took a bite of a shaobing.
"Lizheng, you can go back first. We'll go to the county first."
"Are you guys coming back today? Do you want me to pick you up?" Yang Li Zheng guessed that Zhao Zhan was also reluctant to let his wife walk back, so he asked, "Tell me about an hour before and I'll arrange everything accordingly."
