Xiao Xian listened to him finish speaking, then recalling Zhou Ziang hesitating outside whether to enter or not, she felt amused and couldn't stop "giggling" with laughter. "You couldn't be hiding from my uncle-in-law, right? What's the big deal with that? It's not like you could do anything to me."
"Well, I wouldn't be so sure about that," Zhou Ziang said as he saw her eyes curving with laughter, feeling a sense of relief in his heart. The aromatic scent of meat broth wafted over from around the corner. Xiao Xian clutched her clothes tightly and hopped along, leading Zhou Ziang towards it.
The two ordered a mutton soup pot and a mixed beef offal soup pot, adding some tough and chewy vermicelli and lightly pickled spicy napa cabbage to it. The steaming hot soup pots were placed on the table, and Xiao Xian cared not for the scalding heat, munching away non-stop with cheeks in motion.
