After paying for the mutton soup, Li Qingxian said, "Come on, let's try the next place. Something lighter this time-rice noodle rolls. Silky smooth, and not greasy at all."
Jiang Youfei rose and followed Li Qingxian.
Happiness Street teemed with people at noon. No one approached Li Qingxian, but people kept passing close to Jiang Youfei.
A burly man who wasn't watching where he was going pushed straight ahead. Jiang Youfei was about to step aside when Li Qingxian caught her wrist and pulled her to his side.
"It's crowded here, with everyone coming and going. A few bumps are inevitable. That's perfectly normal," Li Qingxian said.
"Oh."
Jiang Youfei lowered her head and glanced at her wrist. Li Qingxian's scorching hand was wrapped around it.
She looked up to remind him, only to see him pointing ahead enthusiastically with his other hand. "Right over there. We're almost there."
Jiang Youfei felt rather strange. After a moment's hesitation, she twisted her wrist free, and Li Qingxian let go with the motion.
She looked at Li Qingxian again. He was still gazing ahead with a bright smile, looking as lively as ever. Nothing had changed, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Qingxian took Jiang Youfei from one food stall to the next.
Only after they finished at the tenth place did Jiang Youfei finally say, "We've eaten too much today. That's enough."
"What? Are you full? You can use your magical power to digest it."
"No. We've eaten too much." Jiang Youfei looked entirely serious.
Li Qingxian paused, glanced at Jiang Youfei's completely unchanged belly, then understood. "Fair enough. We'll try something else next time. What did you like best today?"
"The rice noodle rolls," Jiang Youfei answered almost immediately.
Li Qingxian laughed. "Looks like you still prefer