"My surname is Jiang. How about I call you Jiang Xiaobai from now on?" Jiang Ruoyi said, cuddling Little Fox affectionately.
"Pfft..." Li Yichen had just taken a sip of water and promptly spat it out.
"What? Doesn't that name sound nice?" Jiang Ruoyi asked curiously.
"I know that one," Ouyang Xuanxuan chimed in. "I saw it at the supermarket before. I think 'Jiang Xiaobai' is the name of a liquor."
"Oh..." Jiang Ruoyi blushed, then lowered her head and thought for a long while before saying hesitantly, "Its whole body is snow-white. How about 'Snow Maiden'?"
"Hahaha..." Mo Yurou doubled over with laughter.
Even Ouyang Xuanxuan couldn't keep the corners of her lips from curling up. "Cousin, 'Snow Maiden' is a dessert."
"I really don't know how to pick names." Jiang Ruoyi's face turned even redder. "Could you help me choose one?"
"Call me 'Little Nine,'" Little Fox suddenly interjected, sounding a little sad. "That's what my dad and mom called me when I was little."
"Don't be sad." Jiang Ruoyi immediately grew serious. "I promise I'll treat you well. Please believe me."
As she spoke, she held the meat skewer to its mouth. "Here, have some meat. It smells wonderful..."
"Does it really taste good?" Little Fox sniffed it doubtfully, and an aroma unlike anything it had ever smelled wafted into its nose.
Its eyes lit up, and it couldn't help saying, "That smells so good."
"It doesn't just smell good. I guarantee it tastes great, too," Li Yichen said proudly. "I grilled it myself."
"It's true," Jiang Ruoyi agreed. "Just try it and you'll see."
Only after hearing Jiang Ruoyi say so did Little Fox shyly stick out its tiny tongue and lick the meat skewer.
The rich aroma of fat, mingled with cumin's distinctive fragrance, instantly