Chenchen threw a disdainful glance at her, then casually took a bite of the spaghetti.
Even though the spaghetti tasted good, he still struggled internally with the idea of sharing a bowl with her.
Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt something was a bit off.
His nose...
Why was there a pleasant milky scent?
Chenchen snapped back to reality.
As soon as he lifted his eyes, they met the clear pupils of the little girl.
She was slurping a strand of spaghetti.
And the other end of the spaghetti was right in his mouth.
In her effort to eat more of the noodles, her lips slowly moved closer along the strand.
Finally, her lips, smeared with tomato sauce, landed directly on his.
The little girl only then realized what happened, quickly shaking her head, "I-I wasn't paying attention..."
Perhaps it was because the expression on her face was so earnest or maybe the atmosphere was just too awkward, Chenchen merely let out a heavy snort, ignoring her.
"Are you angry?"
