It might be because there are more people around.
This time, Xie Liangchen did not immediately look away but continued to gaze quietly at Song Xian until she finished drinking the water in her bowl, and then she turned away to busy herself.
Song Xian liked this feeling of ease and warmth. Previously, he had never imagined there would be a day he would sit on a small stool, basking in the sun against the wall, surrounded by a group of children.
No governmental affairs, no official business, just waiting to eat. If he could help in the kitchen, even better. These thoughts surged in Song Xian's heart, causing his body to act a bit uncontrollably. However, considering all the eyes here and the fact that Sister Chen hadn't made up her mind yet, he dared not make such a move, knowing she would definitely get mad.
Next time, even the wall edge would be gone, and the small stool would fearfully be discarded.
