"Hmm, delicious!" Wang Xinyi tasted a sip and made a playful face at Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong sat across from Wang Xinyi with a smile, just watching.
"Hmm? You only made one bowl?" Wang Xinyi asked.
"Hmm... What's left in your house is just enough for one bowl..." Song Xiaodong said vaguely, smiling.
"Oh... Sorry, I live alone and don't dare to buy too much food," Wang Xinyi lowered her head.
"So, have you eaten?" Wang Xinyi asked quietly, keeping her head down.
"I ate in the morning," Song Xiaodong replied.
Wang Xinyi glanced at the clock above the door frame; it was already past eleven.
"Then, let me treat you to a meal," Wang Xinyi said.
"No rush, you drink the soup first."
"Okay, I won't be shy then!"
Wang Xinyi slurped the soup, not at all elegantly.
After drinking the soup, Wang Xinyi put the bowl in the sink without cleaning up, both of them resting on the sofa.
"How are you feeling, any better?" Song Xiaodong asked.
