Then, Qin Zhiyou withdraws his finger, raising an eyebrow, with a raspy voice saying, "It's so dirty, be more careful while eating next time."
His voice has a slight tone of rebuke, but his words carry an obvious affection.
No one at the table talks; across from him, Qin Zhigu almost drops his chopsticks. It takes him a moment to pick up the fallen chopstick, looking at him with a slightly furrowed brow.
From this side, Lu Weixi glances at Qin Zhiyou and finally cannot help but choke.
It's a good thing she already swallowed her porridge, so her manners aren't totally lost, but she still ends up coughing. Qin Zhiyou immediately leans over, hands her a tissue first, his palm going up and down gently on her back trying to soothe her breath. His voice is gentle with a hint of indulgence, "You, you, we've been married for five years, and yet you still act like a kid."
Lu Weixi had almost recovered, but at this moment, his words catch her off guard and she starts coughing again.
