C460 Zhung Jun Was Jealous

As I sat there, the dish in front of me was a bowl of hot and sour soup, a flavor I absolutely love. She bit her lip, sneaking a glance at Jun, and reached for the spoon. If Jun turned the table again this time, it would definitely be on purpose. Luckily, he didn't. Instead, he picked up his drink and took a graceful sip.

I ladled some soup into my small bowl and took a sip with a spoon