Shen Bijun's eyes lit up, "What clue?"
Chu Yanshen pulled out disposable gloves from his bag and then handed her a pan-fried bun to her mouth.
Shen Bijun took a bite subconsciously.
Then Chu Yanshen saw that when the fresh and fragrant taste entered her mouth, the girl blissfully squinted her lazy, peach-blossom eyes, the corners of her eyes drawing an alluring arc.
With the soup of crab roe lingering on her lips, adding an extra sheen, she licked her lips with her tongue, and her red lips became even more radiant.
But the woman had no self-awareness about her own appearance and had no idea how tempting she looked.
After swallowing a bite of the soup bun, she then opened her clear eyes to look at him, her gaze carrying a hint of confusion.
