The man whose face was covered with a scarf, leaving only a pair of bright eyes visible, looked at the oden in front of Lu Xiaoyou with curiosity.
"I'm not hungry."
Since he refused, Lu Xiaoyou went ahead and paid for the oden she had ordered.
The owner added hot soup into the white paper cup.
The steaming oden was emitting white smoke in the cold wind.
Lu Xiaoyou took out a skewer of Huazhi Balls and realized her mouth was blocked by the scarf.
So she handed the oden cup to Feng Zheyu.
"Hold this for me."
Feng Zheyu took the cup, watching as Lu Xiaoyou's eyes darted left, then right. Seizing a moment when the night market's pedestrians weren't paying attention, she quickly pulled down her mask, took a bite of a Huazhi Ball, and hastily covered her face again with the scarf.
Feng Zheyu watched Lu Xiaoyou sneaking a bite of the skewer, the corners of his lips beneath his scarf curling upwards.
