Lu Yebai frowned deeply, only speaking once he'd finished the steak. "It tastes terrible."
Meng Xi'er sighed, "That's why I told you not to eat it."
Lu Yebai huffed lightly, "But I wanted to eat it."
Meng Xi'er pressed her lips together and didn't talk, her plate empty. She felt a flush creeping up her cheeks.
They had been much more intimate than this, yet sharing a steak, passing the same fork back and forth, made her feel strangely shy.
Was it kind of like an indirect kiss?
Meng Xi'er shook her head, trying to dismiss the thought.
Suddenly, Lu Yebai's fingers reached towards her, pinching her blushing face, "Why is your face so red?"
Meng Xi'er yelped in pain, shielding her aching cheeks from Lu Yebai's grasp, "What are you doing?"
"Are you blushing?"
Meng Xi'er was flustered at his question, her eyes widening at him.
Lu Yebai seemed to be in a good mood. After paying the bill, he grabbed her wrist, "Let's go."\
