Ling Miao had no idea that someone was currently feeling unhappy.
She carefully blew on a fish dumpling between her chopsticks and took a slow bite.
The wrapper had a pleasant chewiness to it. When her teeth broke through, the sweet red bean paste inside came spilling out. The dark red bean paste was still somewhat hot, and its dense, smooth texture instantly brought a sense of complete satisfaction. The sweet flavor traveled all the way from the tip of her tongue to her brain, filling her entire mind and body with delight.
Chapter 18