Xu Moyan remained calm on the surface as she asked, "Is there anything you don't like to eat?"
"I'm fine with most food. I just can't take anything too spicy," Wei Zilin named an ingredient and began carefully counting with his fingers.
His fingers were long, slender, and perfectly structured. This was a man who displayed an aura of maturity, yet now, as he lowered his eyes to count the food items he did not like, there seemed to be a child-like quality to him. He looked adorable as he did this.
Despite claiming that he was fine with most food, Wei Zilin's count seemed to go higher and higher. In reality, he was actually really picky with the foods he ate.
Nevertheless, Xu Moyan did not really feel put-off by this. To her, all of Wei Zilin's traits, good or bad, were adorable.
"I don't like celery either," Xu Moyan smiled and said as Wei Zilin counted it out loud.
