Fang Ci watched Yang Xiaomian wipe the strawberry jam off the spoon with his finger. He thought Yang Xiaomian wanted some strawberries, but before he could ask,
Yang Xiaomian turned his hand and smeared the jam on the corner of his own mouth.
Only when Yang Xiaomian suddenly leaned in and kissed him did Fang Ci realize that this was how he intended to get his "revenge."
Yang Xiaomian sucked away the little dab of jam at the corner of his mouth, rubbing the glutinous rice flour on his face onto Fang Ci's.
They had barely rolled any glutinous rice balls, yet both their faces were already a mess.
"One more time." Fang Ci licked the corner of his mouth and smiled.
Yang Xiaomian ducked away. "No, I'm going to wash my face."
Fang Ci still had glutinous rice balls in his hands and couldn't catch him. All he could say was, "Go on. I'll cook the rice balls for you."
The rice balls came in all sizes. Fang Ci packed away the extras in the fridge and cooked four bowls.
"Too many glutinous rice balls are hard to digest, so I gave you five. Two strawberry, two black sesame, and one red bean paste," Fang Ci said.
Yang Xiaomian picked up his bowl and asked with a smile, "How do you know what's inside them? I can't tell them apart."
Fang Ci ruffled his bangs. "I cooked them in separate pots. Go ahead and eat. If you don't want to stay in the living room, take them to the bay window in our bedroom. I'll bring these two bowls over to the girls."
Yang Xiaomian nodded. "Okay. I'll take yours in too."
The bay window in their bedroom was spacious, with a thick rug laid over it. A small