Gu Qingxin looked at the delicate food in front of her, handing a pair of chopsticks to Beiming Han. She usually served him first, picking up a few pieces of vegetables for him, before she started to eat.
"Does it still hurt?" Beiming Han hesitantly looked at the joyous little creature eating her food. She was acting as if she was on her deathbed a moment ago, but now she acted as if nothing happened?
Gu Qingxin, "..."
"I'm fine..." she mumbled hesitantly. She wished they didn't have to talk about this.
Seeing her embarrassment, Beiming Han merely curved his lips and began to eat silently.
After they finished eating, Gu Qingxin unwrapped a chocolate cake, asking, "Young Master, do you want a piece?"
Beiming Han shook his head, "I never eat sweets."
"Oh."
As Gu Qingxin began to eat the cake with a small fork, her chin was suddenly pinched and her face turned towards Beiming Han. He licked the traces of chocolate on her lips.
