[He does not know what that means. But he has learned enough to catch on to that lick, and look as bashfully pleased as Angel could hope for.]

Good, let's find you snacks. It's lake country, so the crabs and fish are good? But.

[Wen Ning's starting to have a tell when he's trying to match Angel's outrageous innuendos, a twitch of resolution before he manages to get the words out. He rocks onto tiptoe and steals a lick from Angel's candy. He doesn't really manage to be very seductive about it. Points for effort?]

You have to share tanghulu. It's lucky.

[He absolutely made that up, and he is not a good liar.]