This instant noodle is from so knock-off brand, really not tasty, but he hasn’t eaten anything tonight, he needs sothing to tide him over.
Su Weiyi coaxed softly, "Just eat a little, otherwise, you’ll be too hungry to sleep."
Sheng Yanxiao’s eyes shifted, his thin lips curled up, and his eyes slightly curved, "Afraid I’ll be hungry? Then you feed ."
Su Weiyi, "..."
How old are you?
Su Weiyi turned her head, ignoring him, while Sheng Yanxiao lazily reclined with both hands under his head, aning: if you don’t feed , I won’t eat.
Eat if you want!
Su Weiyi really wanted to say that domineeringly, but when you like soone, you’d rather go hungry than let them starve.
After hesitating for less than ten seconds, Su Weiyi obediently picked up the fork and fed him the noodles.
The noodles were as nasty as ever. Young Master Sheng’s childish and arrogant syndro resurfaced.
"Too hot, blow it a bit."
"You’re too far away, I can’t reach."
It was just feeding noodles, yet Su Weiyi felt she was about to be toyed to death by him. One mont he complained it was too hot and wanted her to blow on it, and to test the temperature with her lips; the next mont he said she was standing too far and needed to get closer to feed him. While eating, his cheek would seemingly brush against the skin of her hand.
Su Weiyi’s cheeks gradually heated up, even the hot spring’s water wasn’t this warm.
Finally, they finished the bucket of noodles, and Su Weiyi quickly tossed the trash aside, "I’m going over there, you should sleep early."
Sheng Yanxiao didn’t stop her, just leaned back with his hands, "Goodnight, the noodles were really good."
Su Weiyi, "..."
As she was almost at the door, Su Weiyi suddenly felt her arm being pulled. She didn’t know when Sheng Yanxiao had already caught up from behind and pulled her back with a twist, imprisoning her between him and the door.
Perhaps it was Su Weiyi’s imagination, but she always felt the boy in front of her seed taller, even though they had just t in early October.
The lighting by the entrance was a bit dim, Sheng Yanxiao imprisoned her, "Almost forgot the main matter."
As he spoke, Sheng Yanxiao took out a deep blue velvet box from his pocket, and inside lay a thin chain.
Su Weiyi was stunned, as Sheng Yanxiao had already taken out the chain and casually tossed the box away, "Christmas gift, it’s our first Christmas."
After speaking, the proud boy bent down nearly lying on the ground, Su Weiyi was stunned, and hurriedly tried to help him up, what was happening?
But then she felt her ankle being held and sothing cold touched her skin.
There was also a warm sensation.
Sheng Yanxiao’s fingers grasped her ankle, fiddling around for quite a while before standing up again.
Su Weiyi looked down, the platinum chain still sparkled in the dim light.
This is... an anklet?
"When did you prepare this?"
"At the airport, I heard people say Christmas gifts are a must."
This wasn’t Su Weiyi’s first gift from Sheng Yanxiao. Although their relationship wasn’t good before, on her birthday, Sheng Yanxiao never missed giving her gifts.
But now it was different, the identity had changed, and the feeling of receiving a gift from him was worlds apart.
Su Weiyi’s cheeks flushed, she lowered her eyes, "But I didn’t prepare anything."
She wasn’t keen on Christmas, nor did she expect Sheng Yanxiao to co.
After hesitating for two seconds, Su Weiyi tiptoed, lightly brushed her lips against the boy’s, then quickly opened the door and ran out.
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