"Si Yiyan…"
Si Yiyan glanced at her and asked, "What did you call me?"
Wen Xinya cringed and answered obediently, "Yan!"
Si Yiyan fed her the grape and exclaimed, "Good!"
Wen Xinya pouted and thought to herself, Isn't it just a different way of addressing him? Must he be so tyrannical and petty? How fussy!
Si Yiyan peeled another grape and fed it to her. "Feed me!"
He sounded demanding and austere as if he was not to be defied.
Wen Xinya had no choice but to succumb. Sucking on the grape, she moved her lips closer to his and fed it to him.
Si Yiyan savored the grape and her lips at the same time as if he were an ancient emperor. He was in immense bliss.
Just as they were acting lovey-dovey with each other, the door of the room was flung open by the dimwit Xu Xianghu, who stood still with his eyes and mouth wide open, staring at their intimate exchange.
