"It's sweeter than honey, so you should have some more." Gu Jiaojiao thought her husband was joking, so she fed him one slice after another.
He ate with relish, not even flinching, but every time he opened his mouth, he would deliberately lick her fingers.
Gu Jiaojiao was certain the orange in her hand was very sour. She could still feel the astringent tartness spreading across the tip of her tongue.
She'd never eaten an orange this sour in her previous life. Seeing that she had fed him the whole orange, she asked, "Should I peel another one for you?"
"Let me do it," Su Shuochi said, picking an orange that was a bit more yellow. He peeled it and tasted a slice.
It was surprisingly sour, so much so that his brows furrowed and he couldn't stop clicking his tongue. "So sour. I was trying to peel a sweet one for you."
At his words, Gu Jiaojiao couldn't help but laugh. 'Are there even any sweet oranges in this era?' she thought.
