Eating watermelon in the dead of winter, even if it wasn't very sweet, was still incredibly satisfying.
Yuan Si didn't stand on ceremony. 'You're already after my man, so why should I bother being polite?' She polished off the entire plate of watermelon in a flash.
After finishing, she wiped her mouth and even offered a critique. "It's been sitting out for a while. It's gotten a bit mealy."
Sister Zhang hadn't expected her to be this type of person. The smile on her face nearly faltered.
"Fruits from the south are usually like this in the winter," Xiao Furen said as he took out a handkerchief to wipe his wife's mouth. "If you want the really good stuff, I'll take you down south to eat your fill when we get the chance, how about that?"
"Fine, but you'd better keep your word," Yuan Si said, playing along with his act and leaning in so he could wipe her face.
"When have I ever not kept my word?" Xiao Furen carefully wiped her mouth, and then her delicate, moist hands as well.
