Mu Tianying raised an eyebrow, suddenly extended his hand to stroke her cheek, his eyes full of affection, "You're lecturing me now?"
Wanqing pouted, about to protest, but he withdrew his hand: "Let me know if needed."
Wanqing, put on the spot, wished she could find a hole to crawl into—Tianxue was laughing right next to her! She shot him a displeased look and resumed eating her food.
Mu Tianying chuckled, finding her bashfulness endearing. There is a saying— "blushing hearts flutter"—hearts don't flutter without some emotional disturbance. He nearly hurst into laughter, but held himself together, "The food is cold, let Zhang heat it up before eating it."
"I'm already full." Wanqing put down her chopsticks, "It's getting late and I have to go back to school."
Mu Tianying frowned, "It's Friday today."
