"So, can I eat it now?" Zhao Yang glanced at Zhang Xiuer and said with a grin.
"Go ahead, see how it tastes. If you like it, I can make it for you again." Zhang Xiuer supported herself on the table with the backs of her hands, her wrists propped up, quietly watching Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang nodded, brought the pastry to his mouth, and gently took a bite...
Wow!
The soft and springy pastry melted in his mouth, carrying a scent of herbs and flowers. The delicate and fragrant flavor was reminiscent of a girl's natural scent, soothing to the heart and infiltrating Zhao Yang's taste buds.
Zhao Yang felt extremely comfortable with the taste, especially after a meal full of greasy and salty dishes. Having a piece of this was simply divine!
Seeing the smile on Zhao Yang's face, Zhang Xiuer knew she had been successful with her pastry!
She smiled and asked Zhao Yang, "How is it? The taste is pretty good, isn't it?"
