Suddenly, her expression changed, and she forced a grimace, saying:
"You don't even know this? This is Luosifen, it's really tasty, but I see you seem... not to like the flavor?"
As she spoke, she added:
"If that's the case, you might as well leave now, to avoid being overwhelmed by the smell."
What she was eating was Luosifen. Although it smelled somewhat foul, the taste was simply too delightful for words.
Shen Lin: "..."
He was looking at that bowl of Luosifen with an indescribable expression on his face.
Of course, he had heard of it, but he had never tried it.
The smell was truly...
Satanic.
As Li Zaijun took out her chopsticks and began gobbling down the food indiscreetly, the aroma grew even stronger.
Seeing that he hadn't left, Li Zaijun, with her lips red from the spicy food, said to him, "Can you really stand this smell?"
