"No, what do you like?" Chu Heng's gaze fell on the candied hawtorns not far away. "Do you want some?"
"Actually, we can go home and make it ourselves." When Ye Muyu saw these snacks, she wanted to make them herself.
Chu Heng tilted his head and saw her eyes brighten up. He smiled. "Even if you want to make it at home, you can still get some here."
As he spoke, he had already walked to the hawker who sold the candied hawthorns and handed him two copper coins.
Ye Muyu could not help but look at the candied hawthorns and decisively chose the biggest one.
"Miss, your eldest brother is really good to you." The hawker selling candied hawthorns joked.
Ye Muyu's heart skipped a beat.
She tilted her head to look at the man beside her. Sure enough, his face was dark, as if he wanted to knock over the candied hawthorn.
Ye Muyu was shocked. "He's my husband, not my brother," she said quickly.
