Mingyu took the hardy kiwi from Jingxian's hand, "Thank you, sister Jingxian." He then popped the fruit into his mouth. The skin was so tender that it broke with a gentle press, and the ripe flesh inside was soft, with a unique sweet and fragrant flavor that quickly filled his entire mouth. The chubby boy squinted his eyes, savoring the flavor. "Mmm, delicious, really sweet, and it has a nice fragrance too."
Li Mingyu was born into a wealthy family; what exotic fruits hadn't he tasted? But at that moment, he truly found the fruit delicious. "Sister, is this what we're supposed to pick and bring back? Is this the only way to eat them? How great it would be if we could keep them for a longer time?" Mingyu said with a hint of regret.
