Little Taotie's eyes brightened with the increasingly rich layers of flavor. It was a taste from a Foreign Land, a delightful taste, a presence that combined color, aroma, and taste perfectly from appearance to flavor.
Little Taotie was somewhat enchanted by this creamy texture of cherry-flavored foie gras. She didn't gobble it down but rather savored the delicacy with great appreciation, biting gently, sipping, and swallowing. The whole process melted in her mouth, fragrant and sweet. Before she realized, she had leisurely tasted it all!
Looking at the now-empty transparent box, Little Taotie instinctively licked her lips, like a little greedy cat still savoring the taste that lingered on her lips.
The teacher from the guidance office stood by the window watching for a while. After seeing Little Taotie finish, she didn't rush in to disturb her. Instead, she waited until Little Taotie put on her mask before opening the door and entering, timing it perfectly.
