Everyone washed their hands, each taking a flower.
Before anyone else had even started eating, Xiao Shumiao had already devoured half a flower. He bobbed his little head like a chick pecking at grain, exclaiming, "Delicious! So delicious!"
Ye Xingbei took a soft bite.
The delicately sweet floral aroma filled her mouth, melting instantly, yet the fragrance lingered. It was refreshing and left a lasting sweetness on her lips and teeth—indeed, very delicious.
Gu Junzhu, Ye Xingbei, Qiao Zui, Mi Sheng, Gu Chi, Lingyue, and Xiao Shumiao.
Seven people in total, one flower per person.
There were five flowers left on the plate.
Seeing Xiao Shumiao finish his flower in just a few bites, then stare eagerly at the remaining five on the plate, Gu Junzhu chuckled, "They're all yours!"
