"I despise it. Keep the leftovers for yourself, dog." Xiao Qian turned her head, opened her mouth, and took the lukewarm oyster that Yu Minglang blew on. Grilled oysters are the most delicious food. But when eating them, you have to be particular - they can't be too hot or too cold, otherwise, they won't be fresh.
Xiao Qian usually let Yu Minglang, who isn't afraid of the heat, take the meat off the grill and blow on it for a few seconds; then she would just wait to eat it.
Shuixian watched the happy couples around the barbecue grill with a longing expression on her face.
When she was with Daodao, she also had someone to serve her. Now, she could only watch others flaunt their love.
The scene was heartbreaking. Every time she saw others being affectionate, she recalled her painful past, and everything upset her. Whenever others were happy, she felt sad; when others were sad, she would shed tears; she seemed to be trapped in the aftermath of a breakup.
