Shen Lang froze for a moment.
After a long pause, her red lips parted, and she squeezed out, "...It must be so hard for you, looking so human."
Shen Zhi didn't seem annoyed. He chuckled, took the fork from her hand, and slowly speared a "human ear," bringing it to her lips.
Shen Lang turned her face away, then looked back at him, her long lashes fluttering. "Is this all you made? ...Where's the crispy duck?"
Shen Zhi nonchalantly put the ear-shaped pastry back down. "It's ready. I'll go get it."
Shen Lang smiled sweetly. "But I don't have an appetite anymore... What should we do?"
He seemed not to hear her, rising and heading straight for the kitchen.
A moment later, he returned with a platter of crispy duck. It was uncovered, its fragrant aroma filling the air.
Though she'd said she had no appetite, her stomach betrayed her with an honest RUMBLE.
The crispy duck was placed on the table.
