"We'll eat later." Wen Ruoshui had always been shy. When she thought of the grandma in the living room, she asked him to put the food away.
"Try it. I bought the white variety today. It's different from what you usually eat." Yan Yuanfei coaxed her with a doting expression. "Just one bite."
Wen Ruoshui was defeated by him. After taking a small bite, her eyes lit up and she looked at him in surprise. "Delicious."
The sweet potatoes they usually ate were yellow and red. They contained a lot of sugar, and the white variety was usually used to cook food. The sugar content was slightly lower, but it was soft and tasted different.
The door to the living room was open. The old lady sitting on the sofa could see the couple in the courtyard. The intimate and sweet interaction made her smile until her eyes narrowed. It was good to be young!