"Mm, but what I wish to taste is far sweeter," Luo Binghe says, giving Shen Yuan a smiling kiss. But then he does take a bite of the cupcake. It's very sweet, actually—it's nice, but Luo Binghe is already thinking of ways it could be improved. He'll make one for Shen Yuan's birthday. The frosting, piled impractically tall, ends up smeared on the tip of his nose.