Daisy tilted her head and looked at him: "Do you want some?"
Edward opened his mouth and took a gummy from her hand.
Strawberry flavored, sweet and sour, it was a taste Daisy liked.
He lifted his eyes, glanced at Daisy who was casually propping up her face, and smiled lightly with lowered eyes.
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Daisy has a preference for Chinese flavors. Chinatown offers authentic Chinese food, and every day after work, they would go to a nearby Chinese restaurant for a meal.
As for taste, Daisy doesn't have many strict demands; she isn't very picky and can be easily pleased.
After dinner, it was already eight at night.
Chicago was bustling with crowds; at night, it was still busy with streams of people.
The black Bentley slowly moved down the street, and Daisy rolled down the car window to look outside.
