She set down the chopsticks, grabbed a clean pair, and took a bite from Si Ye's untouched meal.
Then, using her original chopsticks, she picked up a dish from her own plate to feed Si Ye.
The man looked at her with a dark expression, his mouth remaining closed.
Chen Zhi was somewhat baffled, "What's wrong? Not eating anymore?"
Good, she didn't want to continue feeding him anyway.
"Do you despise my saliva?" Si Ye suddenly asked coldly.
Chen Zhi's face took on a strange expression, "No, I was worried you would mind my saliva."
"Is that so?" the man clearly didn't believe her.
"... Of course."
Si Ye picked up a dish and put it in his mouth, a hint of an inscrutable smile flashing in his eyes.
He suddenly cradled Chen Zhi's head, leaning down to kiss her lips, pushing the food into her mouth with the tip of his tongue, then pinched her chin, not allowing her to spit it out.
"Swallow it!"
