Fan Tianyu glanced over, "What's there to wait for? I'll go wash it and cut it up to try right now."
One apple split among several people, everyone only gets a slice to taste—it's not like it'll fill anyone up. After saying that, Fan Tianyu grabbed an apple from the bag, dashed to the kitchen, gave it a quick rub and chopped it into pieces, then brought it out. He was so fast that Mei Yinan doubted the apple was properly cleaned. "Did you wash it?"
Fan Tianyu was a bit confused hearing this. "I washed it! Look, there's water on it, isn't there?"
"You washed an apple that fast? You really think it's clean?"
Fan Tianyu didn't care at all. "Eh, a little dirt won't kill you. You're eating an apple, don't be so picky."
The apples were all cut up, divided by headcount, each person grabbed a slice and popped it right into their mouth. Damn, the taste instantly dazzled everyone's taste buds.
Fan Tianyu exclaimed excitedly, "Oh my god, this apple is so good!"
