Ye Zhen thought that Xiao Mohan had been used to taking medicine since he was young, so she did not think of preparing candy for him to quell the bitterness. Since Xiao Mohan never said anything, almost no one knew how much he hated the bitter taste and how much he loved sweet food.
At the thought of that, Xiao Mohan's Adam's apple bobbed. He pursed his lips and gently unwrapped the candy in his hand. His fingers were well-defined, and his fingertips were a little pink, which contrasted with the color of the candy, making them look even fairer.
That was the first time Qin Nuan had seen someone so serious about unwrapping a candy wrapper. The sunlight shone through the window, casting a faint shadow on Xiao Mohan's face. His expression was as sincere as a saint.
Xiao Mohan ignored Qin Nuan's gaze and pressed the unwrapped candy to his lips.