The bustling street suddenly has a couple kissing, causing many people to stop in their tracks, some admiring, others covering their mouths and laughing quietly. But such scenes have long become commonplace in this open era. Their striking appearances make many of the passing young men and women envious.
Qin Feimo doesn't care about the voices of admiration and discussion from others; all he sees is her.
"What's that smell?"
Feeling all the people around stopping to 'admire' them, Feng Jinglei feels utterly embarrassed and blurts out, head down, "It's stinky tofu…"
"Haha!" He couldn't help but laugh. Even in her oblivious moment, she's quite cute.
"Come on, let's go eat your oden."
Feng Jinglei's heart is sweetened, even if it's only because of the child, she feels content with him like this.
"Ah, there it is!"
Seeing the steaming oden not far away, Feng Jinglei excitedly raised her hand to point, then pulled Qin Feimo over to it.
