The pomegranate in the bowl is not from elsewhere, but from Tu County under Yuzhou, with very large grains, like agate, and the seeds are crystal clear, making the appearance quite outstanding.
The pomegranate he was eating was a pomegranate king, worth dozens of bucks per piece.
Xue Yuantong couldn't wait any longer and said, "I haven't washed my hands yet."
Before eating, if she doesn't wash her hands, she feels a bit uneasy.
Jiang Ning didn't mind. He frequently uses mana to condense moisture, cleaning his skin completely, always spotless.
He pinched a pomegranate seed: "Open your mouth."
Xue Yuantong obediently went "ah~".
Jiang Ning gently tossed it, and the pomegranate entered Xue Yuantong's small mouth.
She chewed, the pomegranate was intensely sweet and sour: "I want more."
Jiang Ning tossed another, and she caught it again.
He picked up another pomegranate seed and noticed Xue Chuchu's expectant eyes. This time, he pinched two seeds and signaled: "Want one?"
