Seeing Bu Mengting's stunned expression, Lin Tian smiled faintly, somewhat smugly, "How about it? Does it meet your expectations?"
"This, this..." Bu Mengting stared at Lin Tian, wanting to say something but found herself tongue-tied, unable to utter a complete sentence for a while.
After a moment of bewilderment, seemingly in disbelief, Bu Mengting once again bowed her head to pick up a piece of green vegetable and put it directly into her mouth.
Bu Mengting chewed in her mouth.
As she chewed, a light and slightly unripe taste spread from her tongue's taste buds, then throughout her whole body.
It was the taste of grass.
As this flavor spread throughout her body, Bu Mengting felt as if her nose also caught a whiff of a faint fragrance.
It was the fragrance of grass.
Far away, she seemed to hear the sounds of sheep baaing in her ears.
Her body also felt waves of warmth, which seemed like the sunshine on the grasslands bathing her.
