He looked down with an indulgent gaze, softly asking her, "Is it delicious?"
"Mmm ..." Zhu Qianying opened her mouth and took a bite of the dumpling.
As she chewed, she imitated Young Master Yan's action, picking up a dumpling from her bowl with chopsticks and bringing it to his lips, saying, "Try mine!"
The once cleanliness-obsessed Eldest Young Master may have never imagined that one day, he would eat food delivered with someone else's chopsticks, and moreover, out of someone else's bowl.
But the one offering the food was Zhu Qianying, who was like an extension of himself, so he didn't think twice, opening his mouth to accept the dumpling.
"Your filling tastes better!" Young Master Yan evaluated.
Zhu Qianying mumbled with a mouthful of food, "Are you trying to enslave me for a lifetime?"
"You can enslave me as well, as long as you don't mind the awful taste!"
