Her palm-sized face slowly came closer, and she seemed to smile slyly, like a little fox wagging its tail, beautiful and smart.
"You can't be ... Are you jealous?".
Jiuge once said that being jealous was a sign that one cared a lot.
When one liked someone, one would pay extra attention to that person.
Mu Hanyan seemed unhappy when Yun Si smiled at the boy just now.
That meant he liked her.
He cared about her because he liked her.
She would also be angry if Jiuge smiled at other women.
Mu Hanyan paused.
"Isn't it?"
Yun Si hugged him and was thrilled.
"If you're jealous, it means you care about me. Caring about me means ..."
Yun Si rolled her eyes and chuckled.
The words just reached her mouth.
However, Mu Hanyan picked up the flowers in her arms and looked at them quietly.
Yun Si raised her eyebrows and pestered him with a smile.
"You must care a lot about me."
She moved her face closer and blinked her beautiful watery eyes. She was very smug.
Mu Hanyan's eyes were calm.
Her fair and beautiful fingertips seemed to touch the delicate petals gently.
The gentle beauty, coupled with the flirtatious and charming flowers, was like an oil painting with a warm tone with an indescribable charm.
His posture was gentle and elegant, graceful and polite.
After quietly watching for a while, his gentle gaze slowly fell on her again.
"What?"
He seemed to have regained his cheerful mood.
There seemed to be some gentleness in his low voice.
Yun Si blinked her beautiful eyes as if she was presenting a treasure. She was full of anticipation.
"Does it look good? This is for you." She seemed very satisfied with the flowers she gave to Mu Hanyan. "I planted this. Doesn't it look good?"
It was very strenuous and consumed spiritual energy. But if Yun Si could see Mu Hanyan's beautiful smile, it was worth it.
She fiddled with the petals and arranged them.
Mu Hanyan's gaze slowly swept over the sharp thorns on the flower branches, but he did not say anything.
He seemed to have glanced at her hand.
It was white and clean, without any scratches.
In other words, she was not hurt.
Mu Hanyan was silent for a moment.
In the end, the corners of his lips slowly lifted, revealing a stunning smile.
He seemed to hold her wrist very naturally and rubbed it. His tone was gentle.
"In the future, it's better not to give me flowers."
"Eh? Why? You don't like it?"
The man slowly explained, "I like it. But if you keep giving them to me, I won't be able to keep them at home."
He was patiently comforting her.
Furthermore, flowers are not easy to preserve. They wither easily.
"It won't look good if it's withered."
As Mu Hanyan explained in a gentle voice, he touched her palm without changing his expression.
Her palm was clean, without a single scratch.
She must have paid attention, so she wasn't hurt by the flower.
Mu Hanyan's tone did not change, and he gently changed the topic.
"Have you eaten?"
Yun Si initially wanted to continue the previous topic, but hearing this, he subconsciously shook his head. "No."
Mu Hanyan nodded and pulled her to the side of the table.
"I made you lunch. It's just heated up."
Yun Si took out a thermal lunch box from the cabinet, opened it, and placed it in front of her.
He also handed over a pair of chopsticks.
Yun Si blinked. "What about you?"
Mu Hanyan chuckled and sat down beside her. He took out another thermal container and opened it.