The aroma was like an invisible little hand, directly drilling into the noses of the three of them, teasing their taste buds, making it impossible to resist the urge to taste.
Can't wait any longer!
And it's unbearable to wait!
Lin Weilin, careless of the heat not dissipating and ignoring the burning sensation, directly reached out and tried to grab one.
Unexpectedly.
This grab actually pulled up a string, making him have to frantically flail in the air a few times, finally separating one with difficulty.
The heat of the pan-fried bun instantly penetrated his fingertips, making the corners of his mouth twitch involuntarily, his hands rapidly swapping like hot potatoes in the air, while his mouth made "huff huff" sounds, trying to alleviate the burning sensation on his hands in this way.
