"Then I'll warm a cup of milk for you. You can drink it when you sleep. It'll fill your stomach; otherwise, you'll get hungry at night."
Qin Youxue gently pursed her lips, looking at Yu Wei's face. She spoke somewhat involuntarily, "Awei, you treat me... really, really well."
Yu Wei's face turned red, a faint blush appearing on both cheeks, stammering as he said, "Once, once you're married to me, I'll treat you even better."
Qin Youxue quietly watched him. In his bright eyes, her smiling face was reflected.
"Awei, do you know what I like most about you?"
Yu Wei's face was bright red, his eyes avoiding hers, his tone stuttering as he asked, "W-where?"
"I like your eyes the most." Those brown eyes, clear to the bottom; Qin Youxue felt his eyes were kind.
Using kindness to describe someone's eyes is really strange.
But Yu Wei's character could be seen through his eyes.
If he were in ancient times, he would be a revered magistrate, worshipped by the people.
