"I, I wanted to ask, is it possible to get a separate takeout of the fire pot base from our restaurant..." The little girl's voice was faint and mosquito-like, leaving Li Qiang feeling puzzled and disoriented.
It took him a while to realize what she meant, and he hurriedly responded, "Ah, you want to take out the base, right? Sure, but we only have it like this for takeout, have a look if it works for you." Saying so, Li Qiang took out a solid, packaged block of the base from under the bar and handed it to the young girl.
The young girl was entranced by the hand extended to her, thinking, What a beautiful hand, should I lift my head to see what he looks like? As these thoughts raced through her head, she timidly raised her eyes and saw Li Qiang's handsome face.
The girl's face, already a bit flushed, now turned even redder, as though she was on fire, and she started to stutter in her speech.