The sight of Fen Wén happily ate the spicy roasted squid made her looked like a squirrel instead of a dragon.
Has she always been this cute?
Mao Mao pondered. The young man stared unblinking at Fen Wén and felt rather strange. There's a lingering feeling on the wrist that grip touched and watching her like this didn't feel bad.
This was the first time he ever felt this way toward someone. Why was that? Was it because Fen Wén accompanied him for quite a long time?
Mao Mao went silent not knowing the answer to his questions. He just looked at Fen Wén who already finished her share and was now looking at him with a wide smile on her face, forgetting all her embarrassment.
"Master, here, your share!" Fen Wén passed one roasted squid which wasn't spicy to Mao Mao. She knew that Mao Mao couldn't handle spicy food thus she deliberately ordered a non-spicy one before.
