"Brother Li Chen, it's really you, I thought I was seeing wrong!"
Lin Xuanfei's pretty face flushed with excitement upon seeing it was truly Li Chen.
Li Chen pointed at the plate of hairy crabs and smiled slightly, "The crabs here are not as delicious as the ones your mother makes!"
"Brother Li Chen likes to eat crabs; I'll cook them for you in the future, okay?"
Lin Xuanfei's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzzing, her delicate cheeks flushed with an enticing blush.
After asking that last question, her bright eyes were filled with a light of anticipation. She was inexplicably nervous, like a bride in Tang poetry who "hasn't yet learned to eat her husband's food, but sends her little sister to taste it first."
Li Chen looked at Lin Xuanfei's slender and fair fingers and teased with a smile, "With hands that haven't touched spring water, you think you can cook crabs?"