The daylight completely devoured the night's blackness.
When Shen Hua woke up, she maintained a stern face.
During the morning meal, she even found herself a spot as far from Cui Yun as possible.
However.
The dishes Cui Yun picked for her, serving her with intention, Shen Hua accepted them all without exception.
Seeing him lift a white-as-snow handkerchief, about to expertly wipe her mouth.
Knuckled distinct, long and powerful. It was arguably the most beautiful hand Shen Hua had ever seen.
Shen Hua couldn't help it, she thought of the awkward events of the previous night. She suddenly felt uncomfortable, and with a slap, she struck out. This was met with his lazily curved lips. His feigned ignorance was rather infuriating.
"There's no need to be so transfixed."
"What... what? "
Facing the girl's bristling eyes, Cui Yun still remembered her eyes, red and tender, pleading softly.
His adam's apple bobbed, showing not the slightest restraint: "It seems you liked it."
