"I've been eating by myself since I was three!" Chenxing rebutted.
Gu Shaocheng raised an eyebrow, holding her struggling body tightly in his arms, "What you're doing isn't eating, it's feeding! Like a pig~"
The mouth that was referred to as 'feeding' had just taken a bite of rice when she shoved all the food into his mouth, forcing him to eat with her. Their meal felt like a battle, which soon moved to the living room, and finally to the bedroom.
The woman, who had been stifling her anger all day, finally collapsed softly in his arms, burying her head comfortably in his chest and falling asleep. She didn't make any more trouble and slept very peacefully.
It seemed like she was having a beautiful dream.
Because her pouting mouth curved into a smile several times in her sleep.
However, Gu Shaocheng didn't sleep all night. Holding her, his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, many and profound. In the end, he was so restless that he lost sleep.
