Su Fanxing practically tumbled and scrambled to get away.
She didn't even want to eat breakfast, and washing her face with ice water didn't help the flush on her face subside at all.
It wasn't until Uncle Lin came upstairs and knocked on the door, his voice as gentle as if he were afraid of scaring away a rabbit, "Mrs. Lin, breakfast is ready."
"Okay." Su Fanxing took a few deep breaths, patted her face in the mirror, dried off the water droplets with a washcloth, and then went downstairs.
Every time she saw Lin Tianyu at the dining table, her mind would involuntarily recall that touch.
Even though they had kissed on the lips before...
Su Fanxing's cheeks started to burn again.
When she saw the meat on the dining table, she frowned and, just as Lin Tianyu was about to pick some up, she knocked his chopsticks away, "You can't eat this!"
"Eating meat so early in the morning."
With that, she took the meat Lin Tianyu had picked up and put it in her mouth.
