As Shig Lingrou walked back toward Shi Feng, she held two skewers of candied hawthorns in her hand. Then, she handed one to Shi Feng, smiling, "Here you go!"
"Candied hawthorns!" Shi Feng murmured with a smile, but he did not decline her kindness and reached out to take it.
Seeing that Shi Feng had accepted the skewer of candied hawthorns, Shig Lingrou started to eat her own, biting half a berry into her mouth, and then she said, "Mmm! Sour and sweet, really tasty!"
On that gorgeous face, her lively eyes half-closed, she spoke as if savoring and intoxicated by the experience.
Shi Feng shook his head with a smile, watching Ling Rou, who resembled the girl next door, took a look at the candied hawthorn in his hand, and bit into one. It was indeed sour and sweet and tasted pretty good.
Afterward, Shi Feng looked again at her clear and fair complexion, which was no longer the cold and indifferent face she had when she first saw him.
