Luo Jun might not be in love with Dried Tangerine Peel Tea, Qin Huai didn't know, but he surely loved baked buns.
He first devoured a plain, hollow bun, shook the flaky crust off himself, then ate a Dream Come True Sesame Bun stuffed with filling, slightly frowning to express his disdain for the meat filling, and without taking a sip of Dried Tangerine Peel Tea, he directly commented.
"The meat filling in your Dream Come True Sesame Bun is cooked terribly," Luo Jun criticized, "It's way worse than what I had sixty years ago."
"How about... you try the Dried Tangerine Peel Tea?"
Only then did Luo Jun look at the Dried Tangerine Peel Tea in front of him, his expression a mix of complexity, homesickness, and hesitation.
After hesitating for a while, Luo Jun gnawed on another hollow bun.
Perhaps if he didn't drink the Dried Tangerine Peel Tea now, he wouldn't be able to eat anymore. Luo Jun hesitated again, wanting to continue hesitating, but Chen Huixi didn't give him the chance.
