C309 Ninetynine Points

"Careful, it's hot."

Sichen carefully took a spoonful of chicken soup, blew on it to cool it down, and brought it to Xiaowu's lips. She opened her mouth slightly and sipped the soup. The aroma was delightful; it was just a simple broth, yet it offered an unprecedented richness and sweetness.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Sichen asked, his gaze soft and gentle, causing a flutter in her heart