A pair of long chopsticks pierced the top of the jietang bun and tore it in half, revealing the delicious and tempting soup inside. Fan Xian took a spoon and scooped out the soup, placing it in the porcelain bowl in front of Da Bao. He then picked out the meat and placed it on top of Da Bao's black bean noodles.
"Xiao Xianxian, eat." Da Bao lowered his head and began his attack on the food. He spoke unclearly but with unusual firmness. His tone seemed to indicate that he was truly concerned that since Fan Xian had given the food to him, he would not be able to eat his fill.