The fish soup was incredibly delicious. Although only salt was added, the fishy taste of the Little Silver Fish was quite faint, creating a rich and savory flavor similar to chicken soup. After taking a couple of sips, Sheng Qing felt a warm sensation in her abdomen, and the cold chill of the night was instantly dispelled.
"Have some fish," Qian Qi offered a small spoon before getting busy heating up his portion of the boxed meal.
Sheng Qing took the clean small spoon and scooped off half a slice of Little Silver Fish. The spoon was what Qian Qi would use to eat his self-heating rice later, so she didn't touch it with her lips. Instead, she gently tilted her head back and let the fish piece fall directly into her parted lips.
