For some reason, seeing Li Muchen’s eyes turn slightly red made Lu Sheng’s heart grow even softer.
She knew how Li Muchen was feeling right now. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
In the past ten years, no one had ever been this close to him.
He had never truly felt this hustle and bustle, this lively atmosphere of the human realm replete with the smell of life.
This kind of experience was alien to him.
Thinking about this, Lu Sheng felt a slight ache in her heart.
The existence of Li Muchen also made her more and more like a human, with more authentic emotions.
She started to feel that she appeared a bit too late.
If she had come to fifteen-year-old Li Muchen’s side ten years ago, he wouldn’t have had to be so lonely all by himself.
Unable to help herself, Lu Sheng hugged the man beside her and rubbed her head against his chest: "...What should I do, Li Muchen, this chicken wing is so delicious, so delicious I could cry."
Li Muchen held her tighter, his large hand stroking her hair.
Looking down, he said: "Then I will hire this stall owner to our house, and whenever you want to eat, just let him make it for you."
Lu Sheng looked up at him and suddenly laughed: "It seems Lan Yu was right, you really do seem like those overbearing CEOs from novels."
"I’m not like that." Li Muchen responded very formally upon hearing this.
"Oh?" Lu Sheng found it curious, "Could it be that you’ve read those overbearing CEO novels?"
"I haven’t, but Chen An often does."
"He told me that the CEOs in those novels would go out of their way for the female lead—literally giving their heart and kidneys, and easily engaging in changing hearts, stealing kidneys, cold violence, imprisonment, and so on."
Hearing this, Lu Sheng couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
Well, that’s quite something; not only does Chen An read overbearing CEO novels, but he also likes those old-school, dog-blood, abusive romance CEO stories.
"So I’m not like that," Li Muchen said seriously while hugging Lu Sheng, "I will never do anything to hurt you, never."
"Yes, I know."
Lu Sheng’s heart melted, she tiptoed and kissed Li Muchen with her lips still unwiped from the chicken wing, then took his hand, "Let’s go, let’s eat something else."
Every snack on Food Street was novel to Li Muchen.
For example, grilled cold noodles; Li Muchen didn’t know noodles could be grilled into pieces and eaten with chopped onions and sauce.
For instance, deep-fried ice cream; Li Muchen didn’t know ice cream could also be fried and eaten.
Or yogurt durian twists; Li Muchen couldn’t comprehend why these three seemingly unrelated things could be combined together.
And then there were spring roll turkey noodles – Li Muchen was already puzzled by the turkey noodles, let alone wrapping cooked noodles inside a spring roll.
However, no matter what, overall, Li Muchen’s verdict was that they were all delicious.
But Lu Sheng thought that Li Muchen didn’t actually know whether they were good or not.
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