You Mingxu did not expect that upon seeing Yin Feng, she would be pulled into his lap.
There were two chairs available though.
She was not used to it and tried to push him away to get up. Just as her hand touched his chest, he caught it and said, "Don't push, what if you make the wound bleed?"
You Mingxu stopped immediately. Looking at him, she suddenly thought about how Jing Ping, fresh from recovering from his injuries, had challenged her to a fight without considering his wounds. And indeed, it was true. This guy was afraid of bleeding if touched casually, shamelessly insisting on holding her. Look, he even looked completely justified as he gazed at her fondly.
You Mingxu burst into laughter suddenly.
She made her choice, so no matter how weak or brazen he was, she could only bear with it.
"How am I supposed to eat like this?" You Mingxu spoke.
Yin Feng raised his eyebrows: "Pass me that plate as well."
You Mingxu simply answered: "Alright."
