Tang Su didn't want to avoid talking to Lu Han, but rather, Lu Han's visit to their home was now extremely welcome, and she had things she wanted to say, but she couldn't get a word in edgewise.
Fortunately, Lu Han gave her a burning, passionate look.
Once everyone had finished talking, Tang Su passed Lu Han a dry towel to wipe his hands.
During the meal, the two of them sat together.
Lu Han gently hooked her palm.
Tang Su gave him a coquettish glare, the unique interaction between the couple went unnoticed by others.
Except for Tang Feng, everyone present had been young once themselves.
It was normal to be passionate when young and impulsive.
Tang Su served Lu Han a bowl of sweet rice wine soup with little dumplings. When they were in Beijing, Tang Su had promised to cook it for Lu Han, and tonight everyone was craving a taste, so she made some.
Her cooking of the sweet rice wine soup with little dumplings was just as delicious as Su Ruoan's.
