Ye Jiuliang looked at Mingchong and thanked him.
Then, she opened the box and used a bamboo skewer to pick up a small green fruit and pop it directly into her mouth.
Sour and sweet, very crisp.
"Do you want to try?" Ye Jiuliang looked up at Li Mochan and asked him out of habit, accustomed to sharing whenever she had something tasty.
Seeing her eat with gusto, Li Mochan nodded, and Ye Jiuliang held the bamboo skewer, extending the small fruit to his lips.
Li Mochan bit into it, his ink-like eyebrows slightly furrowing.
"Is it good?" she asked.
Li Mochan swallowed with difficulty, "Sour."
Ye Jiuliang smiled and ate another one.
Beside her, Mingchong watched, feeling a twinge of jealousy toward Li Mochan.
When would the girl treat him more warmly?
"Feng Yi, do you want some?" Ye Jiuliang asked.
Looking at the green fruits in the box, Feng Yi quickly shook his head, "No, no, I can't handle sour."
