Lin Shuang was hooked by the chin by Su Wan, his hands raising a steaming hot meat-stuffed flatbread high above his head.
The scene somewhat resembled that of a regal empress and her favored courtier.
The courtier Lin Shuang attempted to struggle, "Empress Su? In broad daylight and the clear sky, isn't this a bit inconvenient?"
There are so many people in this meat-stuffed flatbread shop! What's with this feeding play!
Should save that for home.
Empress Su's voice was languid, "Your Majesty prefers this kind of thrilling play."
She pinched his chin, "Feed me quick! If Her Majesty is not satisfied, you'll be replaced as the favorite."
At a nearby table, a male bystander who had been quietly observing for a while suddenly spoke up, "Beauty, can I…"
Su Wan, who had just been coquettishly flirty with Lin Shuang, immediately turned and glared fiercely at him, "Who are you?"
The male bystander hurriedly scurried out, evidently scared out of his wits.
