He tucks the stick with the marshmallow into the crook of his elbow, not
wanting to let go of Sizhui just yet. Zhu Que looks around until he sees
the ingredients that his love had pointed out and breaks off pieces as
instructed. However, he stacks the two crackers on top of each other and
holds the chocolate bar up. He frowns a little, looking at the full hands
and at the marshmallow stick tucked into the crook of his elbow.
Sheepishly, he turns back to the cultivator.
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He tucks the stick with the marshmallow into the crook of his elbow, not wanting to let go of Sizhui just yet. Zhu Que looks around until he sees the ingredients that his love had pointed out and breaks off pieces as instructed. However, he stacks the two crackers on top of each other and holds the chocolate bar up. He frowns a little, looking at the full hands and at the marshmallow stick tucked into the crook of his elbow. Sheepishly, he turns back to the cultivator.
"Can you show me how?"