How do I eat this?
Lu Mian found this question very strange, didn't he just need to use his hands to eat it?
Could it be he wanted her to feed him?
Xiao Qimo certainly couldn't act like those sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, opening his mouth to beg her to feed him.
But hearing that this was especially left for him, he naturally couldn't let down her kindness.
So, he silently waited for Lu Mian's answer, with a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.
Lu Mian inexplicably tilted her head to look at him, and somewhat uncertainly she asked, "Do you want me to feed you?"
The man: That could be arranged.
Before he even replied, she saw the girl in front of him shaking her head firmly, "No, you just said that action is very dangerous."
Xiao Qimo: She catches on quick!
I'm this close to you, wouldn't you be able to gently place it into my mouth?
Lu Mian, unaware of his thoughts, stared at the fruit in her palm, picked one up, and silently popped it into her own mouth.