Seeing the woman standing under the persimmon tree licking her lips, with "eat" written all over her eyes and a look of eager craving, Gu Moqian couldn't help but chuckle as he walked over and asked, "Craving something?"
Immersed in her fantasy of eating persimmons, Ji Wei was startled by the sudden male voice. She turned her head sharply and, seeing it was Gu Moqian, quickly nodded enthusiastically. "It's my first time seeing a tree full of so many persimmons—big and red! They must taste amazing!"
The woman's hidden foodie nature was fully exposed.
"Then give it a try."
Gu Moqian raised his hand and effortlessly plucked a large persimmon, handing it to Ji Wei.
Ji Wei took it without hesitation. She used her sleeve to wipe the surface and began peeling. Then, unable to wait any longer, she took a big bite into the luscious flesh.
The persimmon was soft, sweet, and slightly sticky.
"Delicious!" Ji Wei said with her mouth full.
