By the time Su Qianxun put down her chopsticks, Long Sijue was done eating for a long time. He did not usually eat much, unless the meal consisted of noodles made by Su Qianxun. No matter what type of noodle dish Su Qianxun made, he could eat a lot of it.
Su Qianxun was a little worried about his health. Even though he looked fine right now, she felt that his eating habits might cause him health problems in the long run.
"Are you done eating?" Long Sijue fixed his gaze on the young woman and asked.
Su Qianxun immediately nodded, "Yes. How about you?"
"Not yet."
"Eh? You should eat more, then. You're eating too little…"
Before Su Qianxun could finish speaking, Long Sijue had already dragged her over. He sat her down beside him, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her petite mouth. He only let her go after a while and said in a husky voice, "The only thing I want to eat is you."
