So without any back and forth, he bent down and took a bite; only then did Wen Xian, smiling contentedly, take her turn and bite down with satisfaction.
Her cheeks puffed out, making her look like a little squirrel.
Just like the first time they had a meal together in the jurisdiction, back in the day.
But who could have imagined that she, so sexy, enchanting, fiery, stunning, and adorably naive, would become his wife.
Truly, it all felt like a dream.
So wonderful that he couldn't help wanting to grasp it all tightly and cherish her dearly.
After buying the roasted naan, Wen Xian dragged Lu Xiao into a shop to have some soup with assorted offal.
A bowl of steaming beef soup with offals sprinkled with a layer of green onions, its fragrant yet not greasy aroma shot straight into the nostrils.
With the roasted naan, Wen Xian ate and drank to her heart's content, and when they finally left, she resembled a pampered lord, patting her slightly bulging belly with utter satisfaction.
