"Selling candied hawthorns~ selling sugar-roasted chestnuts!"
The twilight enveloped the small pastoral town on the outskirts of the city, where a few street vendors had set up their night stalls. Ye Xian heard the calls and from afar saw an elderly man by the roadside, vigorously roasting chestnuts in a pan beside a furnace. In front of him was a tricycle loaded with a variety of candied hawthorns.
"I want to eat that!"
She happily pointed over, and Bo Tingshen turned around, glanced at the small stall, and then shifted his gaze to her joyful face.
"Alright, still like a little kid, enjoying those things."
"...I am a little kid~"
Ye Xian lowered her eyes, mischievously watching the man kneeling down on one knee beneath her, as he unfastened her gliding gear. Leisurely she said, "Unlike some people, already an old man hitting thirty..."
Before she could finish saying "old man," someone grabbed her pants.
