Zhan Se grinned, "… Always about food, when did you become a foodie?"
Half-squinting his eagle-like eyes, Emperor Quan gave her a glance, wrapped his large hand around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace with a deep voice.
"Going to Lover Street for food?"
Lover Street?
Thinking of the snacks at Lover Street reminded Zhan Se of the first time he forcibly took her there.
With her arms looped around his neck, she teased with a laugh, "What's with Lord Quan the Fourth today? Got a craving for spicy dry pot again?!"
Looking at her slightly upturned lips, pink and tender in color, and hearing the hint of mischief in her tone, Emperor Quan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his deep, dark eyes locked onto her as if swallowing back some words, then he just smiled and held her shoulders.
"Mhm, just taking a stroll, getting some air."
