Everyone's cravings were tantalized, their mouths hanging open, eyes wide, yet unable to resist swallowing several times.
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However tasty this dish looked, it was beyond their reach.
Chen Wanqing's nimble little nose twitched, and she was thoroughly enraptured. With a spring-like gaze, she cooed at Su Xuan, "Su Xuan, after Old Lai leaves, could you, could you make me a dish, too?"
"Heh heh!" Su Xuan chuckled mischievously, his eyes freely roaming over Chen Wanqing's delicate body. He pondered and said, "Well, of course, but you should know that what I hate most is cooking. If you take good care of me, I definitely won't disappoint you."
"How should I take care of you?" No sooner had Chen Wanqing spoken these words than she regretted them, for any adult could probably read the desire in Su Xuan's eyes.
"Really, why do you always think along these lines," Chen Wanqing spoke with a touch of melancholy.
