Exploiting the phonograph's guilt, Li Banfeng had his way with her. After spending the night, Li Banfeng went to the Orange Orchard again the next morning.
Li Banfeng wandered around the Orange Orchard for half the day and still had no harvest by noon.
Feeling hungry and not wanting to eat canned food, he simply climbed a tree, plucked two oranges, and ate them under the tree.
Fifty-centimeter oranges were bigger than grapefruits, yet their skins were soft and thin.
Peeling back the orange skin, the plump, large segments released a unique fragrance. Li Banfeng, with his sensitive sense of smell, couldn't resist. He picked up a segment and bit into it.
The sweet and slightly tart juice rushed into his mouth; the nine parts sweetness and one part tartness stimulated every taste bud.
The initially refreshing fragrance wafted from his throat to his nasal cavity with each swallow. After that first bite, Li Banfeng just couldn't stop.
