Ding Yiyi nodded. "Thank you."

After washing, she and he sat on a white table dyed with daisy, with a cold sandwich and a cup of hot milk on it.

Edward laughed and said, "Every time I go to China, it's my favorite thing, because I can eat a lot of delicious food."

Ding Yiyi took a sip of milk and thought he would fly home later. In return for the man in front of him, he said, "Are you hungry, or shall I cook noodles for you?"

Edward's eyes flashed with a peculiar brilliance. He immediately put down the sandwich in his hand seriously and said in a full...