Chapter 229.2. The Story Behind the Baked Bread
Huo Yuhao was choking a little on the baked bread because of his tears, and his sobbing instantly stopped, and became some unnatural sounds.
Wang Qiu’er recovered and hurriedly squatted down beside him as she patted his back gently to help him get his breath back.
It took some effort, but this mouthful finally went down. Huo Yuhao wiped the tears from his face as he lowered his head and said, “Thank you.”
Wang Qiu’er reached out and snatched the remaining half from his hands. Huo Yuhao snapped back around at her with a look of astonishment and a little bit of anger, but he then realized that the girl was stuffing the entire piece of baked bread into her mouth as if she wanted to swallow it whole. Her tender and pretty cheeks instantly puffed out as she struggled to chew.
Their gazes met once more, and Huo Yuhao laughed through his tears and sniffling as he watched her swallowing furiously. He handed her the water bag in his hands.
It wasn’t easy, but Wang Qiu’er finally swallowed the baked bread in her mouth with the help of some water.
“Ugh…” Wang Qiu’er took a deep breath, and she couldn’t help but whisper, “It tastes terrible.”
Huo Yuhao chortled and said, “It’s not so bad. It’s not terrible to the point where it’s inedible, at least.”
Wang Qiu’er snapped, “I’m talking about your saliva.”