Contract Marriage: Love Has Finally Arrived

Chapter 1626: Chapter 1627: I... Haven’t Tasted It

"It’s really delicious. Although it might smell a bit stinky, it actually tastes great!" she said, pushing the stinky tofu closer to him.

Qin Feimo thought the smell was really unpleasant, instinctively pulled back a little, and frowned, "How can you like something smelly?"

She paused, meeting his somewhat disdainful gaze, and decisively pulled back the stinky tofu, "I don’t."

"Don’t you?" He frowned, looking at her, clearly aware that the bowl of stinky tofu she was holding was indeed smelly.

She looked up, glanced at him, then stuffed the piece of tofu into her mouth, chewing as she murmured, "If that’s the case, aren’t you stinky too..."

Even though it was said softly, Qin Feimo still heard it, his expression froze.

Was he caught in a trap of his own making?

After a brief daze, realizing what she meant, Qin Feimo smiled, a perfect shallow arc forming on his sexy lips.

His smile made her blush and feel a bit stunned.

She compared him to something smelly, yet he wasn’t offended? He was even smiling.

"Is this really that good?" Even though he was obviously disdainful, he suddenly asked, seeing her eating with great relish, one after another.

Feng Jinglei was momentarily stunned by his words, turned to look at him, "Do you want to try?"

She picked up a piece with a fork, holding it mid-air in surprise. Qin Feimo glanced at it; he genuinely disliked the smell, but because of her words, he was willing to try and see why she liked this flavor so much.

Lifting his gaze slightly, while watching her, he leaned over and took a quick bite of that blackened piece of stinky tofu on the skewer!

He was fast, catching Feng Jinglei off guard.

But the next second, as that thing entered his mouth, Qin Feimo indeed couldn’t get used to the taste, his brows furrowing tightly.

Still don’t like it?

Seeing his somewhat pained expression, Feng Jinglei became a bit anxious.

Having been used to gourmet food since childhood, perhaps he truly couldn’t handle these rural snacks.

"There’s a garbage bin over there; if you can’t handle it, just spit it out!" Noticing a sanitation bin not far away, she quickly pointed it out.

Qin Feimo frowned deeply; he genuinely hated the taste and couldn’t understand why she liked something so peculiar.

Chewing, though it seemed difficult to swallow, he still ate it.

Feng Jinglei was stunned, watching him swallow with difficulty, "You could’ve spit it out..."

"Let’s go."

Grabbing her hand again, he didn’t continue the topic.

But suddenly feeling a bit emotional, he held her hand, walking and asking, "Leilei."

She was startled, somewhat surprised he suddenly called her by her nickname.

"Hmm?" Turning her head, she looked at him.

He was silent for about ten seconds before speaking, "What do I taste like to you?"

For three years, he had always ignored her. Then, did he have a bitter taste for her during that time?

She was taken aback, not quite understanding, subconsciously replied, "I... haven’t tasted it."

He glanced at her, feeling somewhat amused yet exasperated by her answer.

"Do you want to give it a try?" He suddenly stopped, his dark eyes resembling the Starry Night, gazing at her.

She was still puzzled, not sure what he was asking.

"What—"

The words were blocked by his sudden kiss, leaving her at a loss, her eyes widening in astonishment, feeling his soft, warm lips gently tasting hers.