Just as Ji Rou was about to open her mouth to bite the chicken wings, she saw Zhan Limo's pitiful face dangling in front of her eyes: "sister-in-law, is it delicious?"

"I haven't eaten it yet." She hasn't tasted it yet, so she doesn't know if it's delicious or not.

Zhan Limo swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "then you eat first, and tell me how it tastes after eating."