Su Xiaomeng blinked innocently, "Huh? Didn't I marry Wu Dalang?"
"Haha!"
Su Xiaomeng was still holding half a cake, and finally stuffed it into Yin Shixiu's mouth.
She chuckled softly as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "But even if you're willing to be Wu Dalang, I won't be Pan Jinlian..."
"In this life, through wind and rain, I'll always be with you."
"Together eating cakes?"
Yin Shixiu took a small bite, then fed it back to Su Xiaomeng.
"As long as we're together, we can eat anything!"
Su Xiaomeng triumphantly met his deep, ink-like eyes, watching his "distinguished" mouth chewing on the cake, which was indeed quite funny.
She still remembered the first time she went out to eat with him, where she treated him and brought him to a snack street by A University for Sichuan spicy hotpot.
Probably from that time, she started noticing that Yin Shixiu was different from other men.
He was truly a dragon among men, no matter where he was.
"So, how is it? Tasty?"
