Mo Liuxi smiled. "Doesn't mean I'm not allowed to help you show your filial piety to your parents if we're not in a relationship."
Yan Su was sweating. She didn't know what to say.
Was he going to insist on getting his way on this?
"You… give me some space, won't you? I'm not finished cooking yet. Sit in the living room and stop hovering around me. I can't concentrate this way." Yan Su was waving the kitchen knife around.
"Okay…" Mo Liuxi looked at her with his eyes full of love before heading into the living room.
At 12:20, Yan Su went out with a bowl of pigeon soup, steamed fish, and stir-fried melon.
After she set the table, Mo Liuxi struggled to pick up his food with the chopsticks.
After Yan Su stared at him for a while, she picked a piece of melon to put it in his bowl. Just as she was about to do that, Mo Liuxi opened his mouth, gesturing for her to feed him.
