Eat up, eat up! Munching with such gusto, grinning from ear to ear, oblivious to anyone else, with those two rows of tantalizing lashes fluttering about.
Xing Liehuo lifted his eyelids slightly and saw how she was just busy with her little mouth, looking both annoying and infuriating! Resignedly, he picked up a spoon, scooped up a small bowl of soup from the white soup section of the Nine Palace Grid, and held it out to her.
"Look at you, no self-control! Slow down, no one's taking it from you!"
"Thank you!"
Her mouth thanked him, but her heart wasn't in it; Lian Qiao always had a weak spot for food. She gently blew on the rim of the bowl and then, tilting her lips downward, began to sip little by little, smacking her lips with satisfaction after she finished.
So delicious!
Once she was comfortably full, she squinted and smiled, finally remembering she had a companion. A quick glance, and there she was—Shuang Niuniu, staring at her blankly. Could her eating have been that bad?
