Yan Ye didn't immediately answer Lian Xinying's question.
He was holding package after package, examining them carefully.
Lian Xinying didn't know what he was looking at, so she leaned over, staring at the package in his hand.
"Yingying, look." Yan Ye handed a small package to Lian Xinying.
Lian Xinying looked at the large bold letters on the package and read aloud, "Grainy..."
Yan Ye's lips curled into a mischievous smile.
He seemed quite pleased with her answer.
Soon, he picked up another package and handed it to her.
This time, Lian Xinying immediately said, "Ribbed..." She felt a bit bewildered for a moment and asked curiously, "What do you mean by showing me these?"
"Don't you want to try each one?" His lips held a cheeky smile, making Lian Xinying get goosebumps.
"Try each one?! Are you trying to kill me? I'm not a robot! If you want to try each one, I could put it on my finger and try it on you..."
Lian Xinying blinked, her expression very serious.
