Li Yeqi sized her up with a glance; she was slim and lean. He slowly approached and came to a stand before her, extending the tray he held, "Here's some freshly made ginger soup, drink a bit to chase away the cold."
Yan Luoxi looked down at the steaming ginger soup, reached out to hold it, and said with a smile, "Did you make this yourself?"
"Mhm." Li Yeqi lowered his arms, his gaze lingering on her.
Feeling uncomfortable under his stare, Yan Luoxi asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just that the ginger soup will cool down, drink it quickly," Li Yeqi urged.
"Oh." Yan Luoxi lowered her head to take a sip, the spicy ginger soup made her involuntarily furrow her brows, and she stuck out her tongue, "It's so spicy."
"Yes, I added a few extra slices of ginger."
Remembering his good intentions, Yan Luoxi didn't want to disappoint him. She held the bowl and downed it in one go, her nose tingling with sweat from the spice, when he suddenly took the bowl from her hands.
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