"Ah, I really want to see Little Yunduo soon."
Seeing the cute kids from other families stirred Yan Xiaye's longing. Watching them walk away to the other side of the corner, she turned her grief into appetite, picked up a fork, stabbed a lychee for a bite, and then speared a piece of cantaloupe to offer to Li Yuntang.
Lowering his eyes to look at the fruit she handed him, Li Yuntang graciously parted his lips to taste it, and then commented, "It's very sweet."
"Really?"
Thoroughly enjoying the game of feeding Li Yuntang, Yan Xiaye playfully stabbed a strawberry and a lychee, waving them in front of his lips, "Ah—"
Li Yuntang indulgently played along with her, tasting each one and giving different opinions.
"It seems this restaurant has a pretty high-quality fruit platter."
Yan Xiaye held her face in her hands and laughed happily, eagerly anticipating that evening's dinner.
