Wen Ning brings out a paper bag, rather larger than one would expect, opens it, and lets A-Yuan chose something from it. The thing he picks is odd, striped in black and white, but the little fellow makes a beatific face as he takes a bite.
"Is it not hush any more? Can I give Xian-gege a piece?" he asks, and before Wen Ning can answer, he grabs the bag, pulls out another black-and-white thing, runs at Wei Wuxian to try and shove the sweet directly into his face, then runs out, giggling, with the bag in his hand.
"He'll share with everybody," Wen Ning chuckles, turning to see him go. "Good thing I have more. They were made by a baker I met in town, Jiangguang-guniang, the Lady Sunshine. She is very good at what she does."
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Date: 2020-09-12 04:15 pm (UTC)"Is it not hush any more? Can I give Xian-gege a piece?" he asks, and before Wen Ning can answer, he grabs the bag, pulls out another black-and-white thing, runs at Wei Wuxian to try and shove the sweet directly into his face, then runs out, giggling, with the bag in his hand.
"He'll share with everybody," Wen Ning chuckles, turning to see him go. "Good thing I have more. They were made by a baker I met in town, Jiangguang-guniang, the Lady Sunshine. She is very good at what she does."