It really seemed like he'd seen a ghost; his tear ducts' switch must be a little rusty and broken.
Why does it keep wanting to show up to prove its existence?
"As long as it's there, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
As soon as Xuan Shi spoke, everything from his tone to his voice made the listener inexplicably feel at ease.
This must be what they call an aura of a high person from another world.
"Everything for me?" Nie Guangyi reverted to that foodie who, apart from gourmet food, cared for nothing else.
"Mhm."
"You said it yourself." The genius architect's eyes lit up, "I want to eat the delicacies from 'Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival'."
"That..." Xuan Shi shrugged helplessly, "seems a bit difficult."
"You were the one who said you'd make anything." Nie Guangyi said with a slight grudge, "As a brother, are you starting to become fickle like a woman too?"
Nie Guangyi said this as he pushed Xuan Shi forward.
