He was carrying a small bag with grilled sausages, chestnuts, and even a cake.
They were all common and down-to-earth things.
"Gege, do you want some?"
Song Yaoyao stood on her tiptoes, raised a grilled sausage high, and brought it to Huo Yunque's mouth.
He had never eaten this before, but looking at the girl's sparkling eyes, which seemed to be full of stars, he lowered his head and took a bite.
"Is it good?"
Song Yaoyao's small face was flushed. From her expression and body movements, he could tell that she was happy.
"Yes, it's good." The taste of the grilled sausage was average. For Huo Yunque, who was used to eating light food, it was too greasy. He pressed his tongue against his upper jaw and chuckled. "It's very sweet."
"Sweet?"
Song Yaoyao did not react for a moment. She took another bite in confusion. Her cheeks puffed up and she looked up in confusion. "How?"
Sweet?
