Si Nan curled his lips, picking up the soup spoon with his left hand and scooping a spoonful of congee into his mouth, then winked at Yige, "See, that’s better."
Tang Yige’s face grew hot, "Then how will you pick up vegetables?"
"With you here, even plain congee tastes delicious and fills up." Si Nan gazed at Tang Yige with profound affection.
Tang Yige, "..."
Half unable to stand it, half with her heart pounding furiously.
Was this Si Nan before her really the Si Nan she knew?
This Si Nan was even better and gentler to her than he had ever been at their best tis.
Furthermore.
Si Nan was not one for sweet talk, his personality was gentle but also quite reserved.
Words like these, Tang Yige never thought she’d hear coming from Si Nan’s mouth.
Tang Yige swallowed and softly said, "Just focus on eating."
As Tang Yige spoke, she tried again to withdraw her hand.
"Don’t move."
Si Nan frowned, staring at Tang Yige with displeasure.
Tang Yige, "..."
"I want to hold your hand like this forever." Si Nan said.
Tang Yige, "..."
Her face was so hot it could fry an egg.
Licking her lower lip, Tang Yige nervously pulled at the corner of her mouth, looking at Si Nan, "Are you okay?"
Si Nan took a bite of congee, chewing slowly before swallowing into his throat, then softly looking at her, "Hmm?"
Tang Yige, "..."
Her skin was bristling with goosebumps!
"...You don’t have to do this, just act normal, it’s fine." Tang Yige coughed.
"What’s wrong? Got a cold?"
Si Nan imdiately put down the soup spoon, turned sideways, looking at Tang Yige with concern.
Tang Yige, "...Si Nan, could you please not do this?"
Tang Yige was so embarrassed she laughed, her eyes watery, "If you keep this up, I’ll think you’re sick, gone crazy, I can’t handle this."
Si Nan watched Tang Yige’s embarrassed yet amused and repressed expression, the corners of his lips lifted subtly, leaning in, he kissed her left eyebrow.
Tang Yige was still smiling, looking at him as if she was looking at a lunatic.
Si Nan leaned closer, their faces very near.
Tang Yige, while smiling, couldn’t keep it up anymore, her previously rosy face began to twitch with nerves, eyelashes trembling, "You, you should eat."
Si Nan gazed into Tang Yige’s moist and sparkling eyes, eyes burning, voice husky, "A feast for the eyes."
"Pff..."
Tang Yige couldn’t hold back, and burst into laughter.
She punched his shoulder with a fist while laughing, "Si Nan, you must be crazy."
Si Nan smoothly caught her other hand, placing it at his lips for a gentle peck.
His deep-set eyes, burning darkly, watched Tang Yige laugh.
Though sweet talk wasn’t his forte, if he could make her smile, why not?
Tang Yige laughed, lowering her gaze, watching him kiss the back of her hand, her heart softened and lted.
Seeing this, Si Nan’s eyes narrowed slightly, glancing at her slightly pressed red lips, his thin lips gradually moved from her hand towards her lips.
Tang Yige’s breath suddenly tightened, pupils constricted with nerves, but she did not pull away.
Their lips were almost just a milliter away from touching.
"Ahem ahem..."
At that mont, an untily soft fake cough ca from the dining room entrance suddenly.
Tang Yige inhaled deeply, quickly turned her head towards the door.
Upon seeing the little figure with crossed arms, squinting big eyes, and a disgruntled expression.
Tang Yige’s face flushed, forcefully pulling her hand from Si Nan’s grasp.
Nervously scratching her head, she awkwardly looked at Rong Rui, "Little Rui, are you still hungry? Want more?"
"Humph!"
Rong Rui huffed coldly, arms crossed, stepping through the door.
Trying hard to act cool, but not lifting his feet high enough, he accidentally kicked the threshold.
His cool little face distorted in panic, and he stumbled forward in shock.
Feet abruptly braked, stabilizing his body in a comical horse stance, avoiding a pitiful fall to the ground.
But inertia still made the little guy’s panic-stricken face unstable for a while, upper body wobbled several tis before calming.
Then.
There was a slippery awkwardness...
Si Nan and Tang Yige watched like a circus at Rong Rui, "..."
Rong Rui, "..." He wished he could pretend he never appeared! He’s grown five years old, and never been so embarrassed!
~~~~(＆gt_
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