Qin Shu heard this and took a small bite of the custard bun. She chewed on it. She had already heard about Little Munchkin several times. Now, she heard Han Xiao mentioning her again.
It was normal to like custard buns. They were fragrant and sweet.
She looked at Han Xiao's regretful expression and asked, "Do you also know how to make custard buns?"
Han Xiao looked at Qin Shu with a gaze that seemed to ask, 'How did you know?'
Qin Shu could not help but laugh when she noticed that Han Xiao didn't speak. "Did I guessed correctly?"
Han Xiao nodded. He did not think that there was anything wrong with a man knowing how to make custard buns.
Qin Shu looked at the place where she had fought with the wolves last night. Other than blood, there was nothing else.
She turned her head to look at Han Xiao. "By the way, where are the corpses of the wolves?"
"I moved them away." Han Xiao just took a bite of the custard buns and was chewing it.
