The glossy, rosy color, the spicy aroma rushing at her face, mingled with a faint fruity wood scent—it seemed as though it had been roasted over natural charcoal.
It was completely different from what Yao Ziyue had bought.
Qing Yuan could not help swallowing. Although it looked different, it was every bit as tempting.
Yao Ziyan picked up the milk tea she had just chosen and took a small sip. The warm, rich milk tea filled her mouth, bringing a sense of happiness that was hard to describe with words.
She could not help narrowing her eyes slightly.
After following Luo Chuan to Qichuan for so long, Yao Ziyan had not had any chance to drink milk tea at all.
She was wondering whether, while she was back at Origin Mall, she should make up for all the milk tea she had missed before.
"Rice Cake comes in all kinds of flavors." A faint smile rested on Yao Ziyan's face, and she was clearly in a very good mood. "Aren't you going to try it?"
"I was just saying." Qing Yuan stared at the new product she had just bought.
Perhaps because she had seen Yao Ziyue buy a sweet one earlier, that preconceived notion made her feel that hers was somewhat strange.
Could something spicy really taste good?
Well... it was definitely tasty. She just did not know whether it could compare to the sweet flavor.
After countless thoughts ran through her mind, Qing Yuan stopped hesitating. She picked up a piece with a toothpick and put it into her mouth.
She carefully savored the flavor.
Her beautiful eyes widened slightly. The taste... was unexpectedly delicious!
The texture was dense and smooth, practically melting the instant it entered her mouth. The spiciness was not overpowering, lingering in thin threads