She was busy chewing on at least dozens of pomegranate seeds, enjoying the ample and juicy flavor that was being squeezed out completely from the seeds.
"Is it sweet?" Yun Mo asked her, while peeling the remaining half of the pomegranate.
She smiled and nodded her head.
The trash can was a bit far from her. At first, she wanted to spit out the juiced out pomegranate seeds into her hand and then throw them into the trash can.
Unexpectedly, he saw what she was about to do and stretched out his slender and wide palm in front of her, with an expression that suggested she should spit into his hand.
Qiao Xiaonan was not shy at all and directly spat out all chewed seeds onto his palm.
Anyway, he was not disgusted.
After that, he calmly threw all the seeds into the trash can, bent over the fruit plate and continued to peel the rest of the pomegranate.
