Being held by Lin Siyin while strolling the streets, Lu Zixun increasingly felt that Lin Siyin's physical strength had improved significantly.
Although he isn't very heavy, being able to carry him for so long and even with just one hand was quite terrifying.
"Da Ju, try this."
Handing the tanghulu (candied haw) to Lu Zixun's mouth, Lin Siyin said with a beaming smile.
Biting off one, Lu Zixun chewed it down.
Instantly, sourness spread across his taste buds.
Lu Zixun grimaced from the sourness and spat it out immediately.
"Ding—Detected laughter value from Lin Siyin +2000."
Seeing Lu Zixun's reaction, Lin Siyin couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The laughter around them made Lu Zixun feel even worse.
He gave Lin Siyin a resentful glance and muttered quietly, "Heartless, utterly heartless."
"What did you say?"
Leaning her ear close to Lu Zixun's mouth, Lin Siyin asked with a smile.
"Nothing."