He couldn't refuse in the end, and slightly parted his lips.
Lin Jiayu seized the moment to feed him the piece of stinky tofu bearing the faint mark of her teeth.
Once inside his mouth, Lu Huai'an felt as though he were eating a soy product fried to absolute perfection—the crust slightly crisp, the inside tender and savory. It was worlds apart from the stench he had imagined, and it genuinely tasted delicious.
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