Throughout the entire dining process, Qi Taiguo kept his eyes on Cheng Su, all thoughts of watching how others ate long discarded—he only needed to watch his wife.
Under the candlelight, she sat up straight, her movements with the knife and fork both graceful and skilled, without a hint of discomfort or shyness, even her gentle chewing was pleasing to watch.
Qi Taiguo was quite smitten!
"Eat up!" Cheng Su chided, looking at him.
"With beauty before me, I'm full just by watching you!" Qi Taiguo sincerely said.
Cheng Su pursed her lips and chuckled, "Still, you should eat first." She paused and then shyly added, "When we get home, you can look all you want."
Qi Taiguo's eyes lit up, revealing a hint of a suggestive smile.
Cheng Su could tell what was on his mind. She felt a mix of warmth and excitement, and she didn't know if it was the alcohol or something else, but her face felt warm. She picked up her wine glass to clink with his.
Clink!
