This went beyond what "expressive facial features" could describe. His face practically came with subtitles.
"Mmph, mmph, mmph~" Song Shuhang put up only a token struggle.
Who knew what the little dumpling was made of? It melted in his mouth.
Before he could react, the little dumpling in his mouth had vanished, dissolving into his mouth and sliding down his throat.
-and bear in mind, Song Shuhang and the others were currently in something like a "spiritual body" state.
White Dragon Sister looked at him curiously. "Was it tasty?"
"Yes. It melted in my mouth and left a lingering fragrance," Song Shuhang answered honestly.
Before he could savor the little dumpling's texture, it had slipped into his stomach. Its lingering fragrance remained in his mouth, though, leaving an endlessly delightful aftertaste.
With a flavor like that, Song Shuhang wanted another taste even if it was poisonous.
If he got another chance to eat one, he would savor it carefully. He absolutely couldn't wolf down such a delicacy.
"Want another one, then?" Su Clan's Sixteen's voice came from behind him.
Song Shuhang turned his head and saw several little dumpling-like things cradled in the petite girl's hands. The largest were fist-sized, while the smallest were only the size of lychees.
"So many?" Song Shuhang asked in surprise.
"More keep popping up in the air from time to time, so I picked up a few," Su Clan's Sixteen replied.
After some thought, Song Shuhang declared heroically, "Let me eat another one. If I'm still alive in a few minutes, everyone can try some!"
He had already eaten one anyway. Even if they were poisonous, poisoning him alone would be enough.
If he really died, at least he would have made a contribution to the group.
As he spoke, Song Shuhang took a