The scorching breath passed through her fine, soft hair, lightly touching her skin.
Her skin was extremely sensitive and instantly flushed red from his breath, appearing vibrant and alluring amidst the dark strands of her hair.
As he spoke, whether intentional or not, his lips seemed to brush against her hair and graze her skin, causing Ming Yutong to shiver.
"However, I don't know much yet. I'm still learning," Fu Yinxiu said, unable to resist taking deep breaths, as if trying to inhale as much of her fragrance as possible.
"But breakfast is not a problem," Fu Yinxiu added softly.
Ming Yutong couldn't see his expression and felt like something was missing, wanting to see his face.
"I understand. Please let me go," Ming Yutong said, trying to push him away.
But her arms were encircled by him, and they were pressed so closely together that her hands couldn't fit between them. This showed how tightly Fu Yinxiu was holding her.
To push him away, she would have to go around to his back.
But doing that would essentially mean hugging him, not pushing him.
Feeling helpless, Ming Yutong poked his side.
The force was light, her fingertips were soft, and she didn't have long nails.
Poking Fu Yinxiu's firm side muscles didn't have much effect.
It was soft and ticklish.
Instead, it reignited the passion Fu Yinxiu had managed to suppress.
Fu Yinxiu felt an electric jolt where she poked him. He took a deep breath, finally moving his head away from her neck.
His eyes, no longer sharp, were filled with deep affection as he gazed at Ming Yutong.
Slowly, his gaze fell on Ming Yutong's lips.
She had just washed up, and her breath still carried a hint of mint.
Her lips hadn't yet been covered with lip balm or gloss, showing their natural color.
Due to her poor health from the cold, her lips were lighter in color compared to others.
They had a faint pink, slightly pale hue.
Her lips had a delicate, uncolored quality, with minimal lip lines.
They looked very beautiful.
Fu Yinxiu's breathing became heavy and warm.
He couldn't help but lean closer to Ming Yutong's lips, "Tong Tong, I want to make you breakfast every day. If we both have time, I'd also like to make you dinner. If you work late at home, I want to prepare a late-night snack for you."
As he spoke, his breath gently flowed into her lips.
Fu Yinxiu's lips were only millimeters away from Ming Yutong's. He was trembling, nervous about kissing her.
Ming Yutong was somewhat stunned and found herself caught in a dilemma.
Should she reject him or not?
Ming Yutong's lips trembled, and her face suddenly turned a bit pale.
She realized she was hesitating.
Which meant, in fact, she wasn't really opposed to Fu Yinxiu's closeness.
She was taken aback, and even her expression changed.
Fu Yinxiu was stunned, not understanding why Ming Yutong, who had seemed so fine just a moment ago, suddenly had a changed expression.
"Tong—" Fu Yinxiu began to speak, his lips moving, so close to Ming Yutong's lips that he could almost kiss her.
Suddenly, a voice called out from outside the kitchen, "Dad, Tong Tong, where are you?"
The latter part of the sentence was even sung in the tune of the "Where Is Daddy" theme song!
Fu Yinxiu: "…"
At this moment, Ming Yutong couldn't care about her dilemma anymore and quickly pushed Fu Yinxiu away.
Fu Yinxiu was pushed back a couple of steps, and Ming Yutong hurriedly turned around. She opened the door to find Little Jingshi standing at the kitchen entrance.
He was still in his pajamas, and his short hair was sticking up from sleep.
Yawning, he saw Ming Yutong and immediately became alert, happily calling out, "Tong Tong, you're here!"
"Hmph!" Fu Yinxiu grunted in frustration from behind.
So early in the morning, and here comes the third wheel!
Though Fu Yinxiu's mood couldn't be described as beautiful, it was filled with hope and excitement, almost seeing the dawn. But now, that dawn was shattered by his son, making his mood quite unpleasant.
"Dad, you're here too!" Little Jingshi then noticed Fu Yinxiu, his big, expressive eyes darting between the two.
Suddenly, he covered his mouth with his little hand and chuckled mischievously, "What are you two doing here, alone in the kitchen?"
Fu Yinxiu narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth.
Even with such a good opportunity, the son had to come and make a mess of things!
Little Jingshi quickly realized and patted his mouth a few times, "Oh, I need to hurry and get washed up. You two continue, continue!"
With that, he swiftly ran off.
Fu Yinxiu was so frustrated that he wanted to drag the little brat back and give him a good beating!
Destroying the mood and then running off?
Under Fu Yinxiu's dark expression, Ming Yutong also quickly turned and left without saying a word.
Now, Fu Yinxiu was anxious, moving his steps to the door, and only stopped when he saw Ming Yutong entering the bathroom.
But he was still uneasy—what kind of attitude was Ming Yutong showing now?
Was she… mad at him?
Fu Yinxiu muttered anxiously to himself, "Is she angry with me or not?"
And he went back to making breakfast, feeling uneasy.
Ming Yutong changed her clothes and quickly applied light makeup.
By the time she was done, Little Jingshi was also ready, back in his school uniform.
Ming Yutong helped him check his backpack to make sure he had everything he needed.
"Tong Tong, let's go eat." Little Jingshi, seeing that everything was ready, noticed that Ming Yutong was still hesitating to go out.
He was smart enough to guess why Ming Yutong was hesitating.
He wasn't going to let Ming Yutong avoid her father!
"Hurry up, or I'll be late for school." Little Jingshi shook Ming Yutong's hand, knowing that mentioning himself would make Ming Yutong stop hesitating.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Ming Yutong immediately stopped hesitating.
When Ming Yutong opened the door, she almost bumped into Fu Yinxiu, who was standing right there, his hand raised as if about to knock.
Fu Yinxiu had prepared himself, expecting Ming Yutong to fall into his arms.
But Ming Yutong steadied herself at the last moment.
Fu Yinxiu: "…"
He regretfully withdrew his hand and looked down, only to see Little Jingshi's smug expression.
Fu Yinxiu cleared his throat to cover his embarrassment and said to Ming Yutong, "Breakfast is ready."
"Tong Tong, let's go try it. Lately, whenever he's home, hemake breakfast whenever he have the time," Little Jingshi said with a cheeky grin, "Though it wasn't very tasty at first."