Qin Xue looked at the snacks on the table, including her favorite snow fungus and lotus seed soup, and was almost moved to tears.
"Yingying, I love you the most." Qin Xue said and then took a spoonful to eat. It was so sweet.
Qin Xue squinted her eyes with joy, still a familiar taste. She loved this dessert the most. It not only beautifies the skin but also cools down the body. Such a win-win situation was too wonderful to mention.
"I thought your favorite thing now was your man," Nangong Beiying laughed as she watched Qin Xue, who was joyously eating. Qin Xue was still the same, loving this. Every time she ate this dessert and this dish, her favorite person was Nangong Beiying. In normal times, she never heard her saying she loved her.
However, once she brought out her favorite snacks and desserts, she invariably heard, "Yingying, I love you the most." She didn't know why she always said the same sentence without any variation.
