"Eat fewer fries." Charles Seymour watched as Sophie Wilson’s hand reached for the fries again, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he moved the plate of fries in front of himself.
Sophie said nothing, just pouted a little, tugged at her lips in grievance, and silently picked up a fork, spearing a piece of vegetable and slowly chewing it.
Charles frowned, is it wrong to stop her from eating fried food?
After all, fries have no nutrients, eating too much isn’t good for the body!
Not to ntion, they fill you up, eat only this, and lunch won’t have room for anything else.
Skipping als leads to insufficient nutrition!
Charles had a thousand reasons to despise fries, but looking at Sophie Wilson opposite him, head slightly drooped, pitifully chewing on her vegetable salad...
Charles: "..."
He silently reached out and pushed the fries in front of Sophie.
Actually, indulging a bit occasionally isn’t a big deal.
Sophie suddenly looked up, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at Charles, picking up a fry, dipping it in a bit of ketchup, and offered it to his mouth, "It’s delicious! Try it."
Usually quite strict about healthy eating, Charles was completely unable to resist Sophie’s smiling charm, instinctively opening his mouth to eat the junk food he usually despised.
"How is it? Delicious, right?" Sophie looked at Charles with anticipation.
With her radiant smile, how could Charles bear to see it disappear?
"Hmm, not bad." Charles nodded, since it was fed by her, it sure tastes good.
"I knew it." Sophie found an ally, happily eating.
Fries dipped in ketchup, chocolate sauce, ice cream... all taste great!
However, eating and eating, Sophie felt sothing was off, as if... she instinctively looked up and saw Charles staring at her with sorrowful eyes... at the fries in her hand.
When she looked up, Charles picked up his coffee, sipping it slowly, showing absolute refinent in his actions.
Where was the sorrow?
Sophie blinked, maybe she was mistaken.
She bowed her head and continued eating.
As soon as she stuffed a fry into her mouth, the strange feeling of being stared at gloomily arose again.
She quickly looked up, Charles was just picking up a piece of bread, and upon seeing her sudden look up, he seed puzzled at her actions.
Was she really feeling wrong?
Sophie muttered internally, lowered her head again... and it happened again!
Sophie looked up as Charles picked up the knife and fork to cut the steak.
Enough!
Sophie decided to trust her own instinct, directly picked up a fry, and held it to Charles’ mouth.
Charles seed stunned by her action for a mont, then helplessly sighed lightly, compromised, and opened his mouth, biting into the fry.
"Just enjoy your food, no need to take care of ." Charles curled his lips, seeming like a boyfriend’s indulgence, trying hard to cooperate with his girlfriend’s clingy behavior.
Sophie then lowered her head to eat again, and sure enough, that strange feeling disappeared.
Damn, this introverted bastard!
Clearly he wanted her to feed him, yet posed as if he was indulging her.
Really makes want to punch him ahh...
She stealthily glanced with her peripheral vision at the introverted guy, watching him eat steak as if consuming ginseng fruit, with complete delight.
His eyes and brows held a sweet smile, not to ntion those deep eyes, seemingly holding stars twinkling.
Sophie smiled, fine, I’ll forgive him.
Who says she’s a forgiving girlfriend?
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