Before Shu Yimo could continue her action, a large hand covered her eyes, and instant darkness enveloped her vision. Instinctively, she reached up to grasp his hand.
"I know I'm good-looking, but eat something," he said.
He had skillfully changed the subject, worried that he might not be able to restrain himself otherwise.
He would never tell her that in his eyes, she was the devil itself, sent by the heavens specifically to bewitch him, and what was terrifying was that he had never thought of resisting her.
He had always known, and thus he had always accepted it tacitly.
When he said this, Shu Yimo immediately smiled, quickly pulled down his hand, and looked at him as she said with a laugh, "You're not funny at all."
As she spoke, she forked a piece of steak and shoved it into his mouth, then slowly sat back down.
He just smiled, took the wine glass, and took a sip with indifference.
"Long Chengyu, do you find me boring?"
