The expression on Long Sa’s face was almost unbearable: extremely smelly?
Ye Feng finally couldn't hold back his laughter and changed the subject with a smile: "But, it is really delicious! The taste is absolutely unique, one of a kind in the world!
"I tell you, those who like it will love it to their bones, while those who hate it will hold their noses and not even want to pass by it.
"What do you call this? This is called uniqueness, personality, and charm!"
"Brother Sa, if you say you have a cold personality, then you are cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
"If you say I have a bad temper, it's a unique kind of bad temper, with that smell!
"So, Brother Sa, in my eyes, you are the man who looks like a durian!"
Long Sa opened his mouth and closed it again.
Because he suddenly realized that he couldn't tell whether Ye Feng was praising him or criticizing him.
He looked at Ye Feng, who was smiling brightly, and asked only one question: "Do you like durian?"
Ye Feng nodded without hesitation: "I like it! I like it very much!"
There is nothing he doesn't like to eat.
"That's fine." Long Sa nodded, taking it as a compliment.
Ye Feng laughed twice more before casually saying, "Brother Sa, what I want to say is that no one in this world can be liked by everyone.
"It's like the simplest thing about eating. Some people prefer sweet, some prefer salty. There's no logical reasoning for this, so don't take it too seriously."
Through these late-night chats, as well as the man's hesitation and vague probing in the cave, he could still keenly perceive that this man was actually a little awkward and sensitive in his heart.
It's just hidden deep.
Although Long Sa was always looking forward, his eyes softened unconsciously.
Ye Feng is always like this, comforting him subtly.
These words were quite different from what he had received before, but they softened his heart.
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