Snowflakes fluttered down.
The room was warm. Yao Mingyue had eaten most of the bowl of tomato and egg noodles, hot and steaming, a thin layer of fragrant sweat beading on her forehead.
She finally seemed to have some color in her cheeks.
Xu Musen ate the remaining half-bowl.
Yao Mingyue sat nearby, her phoenix eyes gleaming with pleasure as she watched Xu Musen.
"Hmm, does it taste better with a beautiful girl's saliva?"
Eating from the same bowl required a very intimate relationship, but for these two, it had been just an ordinary part of their daily routine for almost twenty years.
Xu Musen glanced at her and slurped the last noodle into his mouth, "As a kid, you even snatched lollipops from my mouth, why don't you mention that?"
He recalled those lollipops that cost a dime each, wrapped in plastic, not perfectly round and could even hurt the tongue if sucked on in haste.
