Wei Anning felt embarrassed by the intense gentleness in the man's eyes that seemed almost too thick to dissolve. She lowered her head slightly and muttered, "Are you trying to say that watching me eat is enough to satisfy you?"
Leng Youchen couldn't help but contain his amusement, "I haven't said anything at all."
Feeling increasingly flustered, and knowing that her eating manners were not the best, she looked up and glared at him, "That's exactly what you're thinking."
Perhaps when you like someone, even their unreasonable tantrums seem cute and endearing in your eyes. Leng Youchen rested his chin in his hand, his handsome face full of pleased smiles, "Even if that's what I'm thinking, what are you going to do about it, come over and hit me?"
