"I won't eat." Bi kept her face upturned.

"And you?" Li Changzhou asked Yang Qinglan.

Yang Qinglan thought for a moment and said, "Mushrooms, I guess."

"I'll buy another sausage, and we can share it." Li Changzhou walked to the store to join the queue.

The line wasn't very formal; there were only three or four people buying tickets, and everyone just stood around casually.

Yang Qinglan and Bi stood at a distance, talking in hushed tones.

"Bi, where are your parents? Do they still live in the Czech Republic?"

"It's none of your business. I hate ugly women."

Yang Qinglan was very familiar with the Tsar's princess's speaking style; in other words, she disliked women who were prettier than herself.

"Where do you want to go later?" she asked with a smile.

"Besides. You have bad breath, stay away from me."

Translation: Your mouth is sweeter than my mouth when I eat lollipops! That's outrageous!

Miss Yang, who is more sacred than the statues in the church and more awe-inspiring than the astronomical clock, has finally learned what a naughty child is today. Even someone as indifferent as her—who doesn't like to talk to people—has thought about taking off Bi's pants and giving her a few slaps on the bottom.

A short while later, Li Changzhou returned carrying two boxes.

“Here, have a taste, it’s still steaming hot,” he said.

In early October, the average temperature in Prague is around 10 degrees Celsius, which is just right for eating hot food.

Yang Qinglan held a box containing mushrooms, picked up a piece with a long bamboo skewer, and fed it to Bi's little mouth.

"Eat something, you can't just keep eating candy."

"It stinks!" Bi pinched her nose, turned around, and her skirt fluttered.

I don't know if it's the mushrooms that smell bad, or Yang Qinglan's scent that's pleasant.

"Fine, then we won't eat it." These were the words spoken by Li Changzhou.

He used the small knife and fork that were given to him to cut off a slice of bright red sausage with slightly wrinkled skin.

"Qinglan." He used a fork to pass the sausage over.

Yang Qinglan put the bamboo skewer back in the box, freed her hand to hold down her hair that was swaying in the wind, opened her lips like a blooming peach blossom, and with her clean, white teeth, bit off the sausage from the fork.

She nodded gently, chewing slowly and savoring the flavor: "It's delicious."

Li Changzhou watched her eat for a while, then cut off a piece and put it in his own mouth.

"Mmm!" He nodded, "Mmm! Delicious!" and another piece.

It's fragrant, oily, and chewy.

The Tsar's princess swallowed hard.

"Mushrooms are delicious too." Yang Qinglan ate a piece of mushroom. "You should try some too."

She handed over the box containing the mushrooms.

"Feed me." Li Changzhou said impatiently as he continued cutting the sausage, leaning his face over.

"......"

Yang Qinglan used a bamboo skewer to pick up a shiitake mushroom and put it in his mouth, her eyes filled with reproach.

"Delicious, delicious." Li Changzhou looked at Yang Qinglan and said with a smile, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

"Stop eating!" Bi suddenly roared, "I haven't even eaten, how dare you eat? Put it away, you stinking pigs!"

The two exchanged a glance, but Li Changzhou decided not to pay any attention to them.

"Okay, I won't eat anymore." Yang Qinglan said seriously, in a serious manner befitting a child.

Li Changzhou reluctantly ate another slice of sausage, and Bi kicked it at him.

"I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat!" He quickly dodged away, using the same tone he used to coax Li Qianxia.

Bi was very dissatisfied with the two of them and decided to find a place to teach them a lesson and let them know that the princess was not to be offended.

A few steps ahead after leaving the sausage stand, you'll find a dessert shop.

"I know this shop!" Li Changzhou had done his travel research. "It's the Czech Republic's national treasure dessert, tartar honey!"

Before the Tsar's princess could say no, he had already rushed into the shop and quickly came out with a tartare sprinkled with icing sugar.

"Qinglan, this is absolutely delicious!" he said as he walked over, showing off his find like a treasure. "It doesn't look like much from the outside, but it's full of strawberries inside, and the bread is still warm!"

Yang Qinglan took the tartar honey and used a spoon to scoop out the top strawberry. The cut surface of the spoon revealed various toppings.

"How is it?" Li Changzhou asked.

"Mmm." Yang Qinglan nodded, "My mouth is full of the taste of happiness and sweetness."

"Why is that a bit vulgar?"

Yang Qinglan rolled her eyes at him, and subconsciously scooped up another spoonful.

Suddenly, she stopped moving, then bent down and held the spoon to Bi's mouth, who was swallowing saliva.

"Try it," she said with a smile.

The Tsar's princess looked closely; the brown bread, the snow-white cream, the fresh red strawberries—the aroma filled her nostrils.

She hesitated for a moment, then opened her mouth to take the spoon.

Just then, the lollipop in her mouth flew out like a cork from a wine bottle.

Time seemed to slow down. She saw the saliva glistening on the lollipop, and she noticed that Yang Qinglan's dark eyes, which had been gazing at her with gentle eyes, had turned blue without her noticing.

She reached out and grabbed the lollipop that had flown away, then put it in her mouth.

The lollipop hit Li Changzhou's hand, and the melted sugar and saliva stuck to it.

"Ugh! Ugh!!!"

With her mouth covered, Bi struggled frantically, kicking her legs wildly, her pink cheeks puffed up red.

The surrounding tourists looked over.

Li Changzhou used his other hand to hold Bi's small body, preventing her from slipping out of his arms.

The tourists looked on with suspicion; it looked like a child kidnapping.

Moreover, Li Changzhou is a male, a black-haired, dark-skinned man, holding a blonde loli who is clearly not related to him by blood and looks very cute. This inevitably makes people think of pedophilia.

Just as several tourists were about to step forward, Li Changzhou hugged Bi tightly, patted her slender back with a smile, and comforted her by whispering in her ear:

"Move again and I'll break your neck."